Tears stream down my cheeks as memories flow through my mind on a constant loop—excited, lustful, loving, disappointed, angry, terrifying, sorrowful, excited.
A pang in my chest throbs with each wink, every smile, until the final scream. I curl on my side, huddling farther into myself with each passing memory. A chill that has nothing to do with the temperature runs across my spine. Guilt weighs heavy in my gut.
I knew better.
They warned me, but I was arrogant, and they were right. I lost control, and now I cry alone.
“Promise you’ll never break my heart,” you said.
I didn’t break it, but I drank every last drop and licked the last of your life from my lips as your body cooled beneath me.
Your words echo in my head as I shiver in the memory of you.