It’s cold. Very cold.
I’ve no idea where I am. A room maybe. Or hanging in space. Or perhaps in a test tube.
I reach out my hands, what I think are hands anyway. I can’t feel my limbs.
Oh right. Last I checked, I still had legs. When was the last time? What do my legs look like?
I dunno. I dunno. I dunno.
Am I seated? Or am I on my feet?
What was that? It sounded like water.
Splash! Splash! Splash! Splash!
That sound. It’s just like before but fainter, quieter, more distant.
It is…it’s an echo. I must be in a cavernous space I conclude with a horror sculpted face.
I can’t feel my legs.
My nose is itchy. I try to scratch it. But alas! I can’t. I try again and again. I fail more times than I try.
I hear chains rattle each time I move what I can only assume are my hands.
The itch is really under my skin now.
I’m mad. Green, gamma radiated, burly mad. I can’t reach the itch. I need to stomp my feet.
Nothing. I hit nothing.
Oh my god. I’m suspended. Why? I wonder.
I hear a soft giggle. It’s beautiful. It’s sonorous. It sounds like black keys on a piano. It’s melancholic and beautifully dark.
It’s like a C chord. No, an F chord. It’s warm, vibrant, energetic, energizing. It feels like a sunny yet cool day on my father’s maize farm.
Who’s my father? Do I have family?
A tear snakes down my cheek. I hear it fall.
Splash! Splash! Splash!
Again, the echoes. Gosh, the echoes.
My lips quiver. I can’t feel my legs anymore. Even the itch is gone.
I hear the giggle again. I hear the smile. I hear the laugh.
I see the laughter. I see the smile. I see the giggle.
I taste the dimple.
Then it nudges me.
I remember! I remember!
I would jump around like a monkey jubilantly. My limbs are numb.
Then it really hits me. I really remember.
It crashes into, no, stabs me like a bullet train moving with the momentum from the swing of a moon sized, planet hard sledgehammer wielded by a god the size of the universe.
How is the train still intact? I want to ponder.
Now I remember.
I allowed my fickle, fragile center be misbalanced, toppled by her.
Loving her was my only crime!