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I recall the lights. I remember I needed to picture them, the way the red and blue splashed across his frosty, emotionless face. But I understood even if my feet could move from the place where they had cemented themselves to the bottom and I possibly could run for my camera, I wouldn't have the ability to capture that instant. I had respected him, I had formed loved him, and although my body experienced changed that summertime, he'd made sure to help me hold on to who I was inside, it doesn't matter how the exterior improved. But everything changed. He stole my innocence. He scarred my heart and soul. He had taken everything I thought I understood about my life and fast-pitched it out the windowpane, shattering the wine glass that performed my world collectively in the process. I recall the lights. The passionate, needy, hot hits of red. The severe, cruel, icy bolts of blue. They symbolized everything I endured that summertime. And everything I would never face again.
