I only have one last fear to face. And that fear is fear itself. The nightmares that haunted me are over, the only ones left are the ones I have from facing them. The only pain I feel now is the pain of memory, the throb of my left temple when your eyes linger in my mind. The migraine that follows me until midnight. And the screams that leave me awake at night. They tell me to forgive and forget. Forgive? Sure. I can forgive all the pain you left me in. All the guilt of the boy that haunted my dreams. The torture I was in from thinking you were suffering. All the reasons I never looked at you the same. The reason why, when I see you, I have to leave before I say something I’ll regret. So yes, I can forgive all you’ve done to me.

But forget? Never.