a heartached girl turned incurable nihilist

selective memory

you stand still in the kitchen.

you pick your nails still, even though

you know it’s a bad habit.

pay attention!!

i like how you look standing there,

so i take pictures of you

in this light.

notice how the shadows

do not hit you. everything moves

to glow around your silhouette.

cherish this!!

i hold onto something, until

i do not know what that something is

and i’m scared again.

i pray so much my knees hurt

forget it. forget how i am always the one

begging for more, yet always the one to leave.

you’ll miss this when it’s gone!!

instead, i’ll remember us like this

staring at each other until

one of us looks away

my eyes hurting from not blinking

not wanting to miss a second of you

don’t take this for granted!!

so i’ll choose to remember us like this:

i show up, and so do you.

every single time.