In writing or speech, the deliberate repetition of the first part of the sentence, is known as anaphora. It is a great exercise to write this way, it seems to spark the imagination. I was planning to write something light, about a man remembering a woman with love. That didn't happen! My imagination immediately turned on me and made me write this dark text about a man-eater...
I remember when we first met, the way you looked at me. And maybe I knew already then what lurked behind those green mesmerizing eyes. Maybe I saw it, but looked away. I have always been a talent when it comes to denial.
I remember being warned, people telling me to be careful. Telling me you were a man-eater. I didn’t listen to those people; in fact I didn’t listen to anyone. My mind was made up and what did they all know anyway?
I remember thinking that it was to good to be true. It was.
I remember the first time I felt regret. Like chains around my feet, weighing me down, slowing my pace. A heavy constant lump inside, maybe it was my sinking heart. I knew there was no way out.
I remember somebody saying, ”I told you so." I was trembling inside, fighting back the words, the tears. I wanted to scream; ”I am not a loser, don’t look at me that way!”
I remember the time when I thought I was strong enough to leave. To break free, walk away intact. I was such a dreamer, so naive. I see it now. I wish I had seen it then.
I remember when I finally gave up. Hopelessness is a slow killer. It breaks you down bit by bit.