his yesterday's memories

I remember yesterday was her day. She was a person in the past.
I wonder if he also remembered it, or had everything gone into oblivion.
Maybe yes, maybe somehow, as the child is with him.
The childs eyes, the boy's being makes him remember the woman.
How could he not recall.
I wonder where is she now. She carried with her their daughter.

I don't want to recall the pain it had caused me.
That until now I am still fighting this feeling of despise.
I am not in pain.
Though, I don't want to felt the scar it caused me, how I've been blinded, how it affected me and the feeling of regrets.
I ought not to ask if he remember his past. I must forget.