I Remember

She came to me late one night crying so hard that she had to muffle her sobs in the pillow beside me.

She came to me when the rays of morning barely peaked over the starry horizon and asked me to stay.

She came to me in the brisk autumn daylight to bear the ice in her soul in a desperate attempt to warm the thoughts that plagued her mind and body.

She came to me in the blistering heat of the summer to find anything to distract her pain.

She came to me in the snow-blinded winter heaving burdens big as body bags and begged for another night alone to forget.

She came to me in the panic of a loose blade screaming that she didn’t want to die.

She came to me in dreams cradled in cotton candy clouds pressing rot to the inside of molars and incisors till I couldn’t feel anymore.

She came to me in the distant bliss of primal urges too deep to say no and begged one more night to forget.

She came to me with fallen teeth and whispered promises that told only lies for the next high she so desperately clung to.

She came to me in daydreams of sirens and fingers and the reality that she’s the only one who gets to forget.

She came to me late one night crying so hard that she had to muffle her sobs in the pillow beside me.

She came to me late one night crying so hard that she had to muffle her sobs.

She came to me late one night.

I’ll never forget.