undeniable facts.

i have flashbacks of his face. i remember him with all that my existence allows me. i don’t feel him anymore, but that doesn't mean i forgot how his kisses hit like, how he tasted like. i still get the details.

aware that i'm about to get all that i deserve, i'd pray if it could change everything this became. i'd like to drop everything back to zero. i just would like to be the girl who keeps him up at night. because he's the boy who keeps me up at night.