i remember

Now, I can't remember how it was waking up in fear, in pain. I can't remember the feeling of emptiness, of nothingness. I can't remember any of it. Not a single pang.

Just last week I was one little girl running around the space and time continuum, wondering what there is and hoping it's something more, something better, something happier.

Now, my memory sucks in remembering things. I can't remember him - not his face, his smile, his anger, his selfishness, his love. I can't remember anything.

And they say, the heart can only make space for one. And so I think I know why I can't remember. Maybe it's not the mind that forgets but the heart. My heart does. Sometimes.