i exist [as the definition of nonexistence]

1, 2, 3.

One

I kissed a girl with golden eyes.

But that's not important.

She smelled like warm fire and cold winter air,

but that's not important either.

She left her mark down my neck,

bruises the colors of plums and

her maroon lipstick.

But that--

No.

That's important.

Her hair was important too,

short and dark,but

surprisingly

soft.

Her nails,

digging crescents into

my skin:

those little wounds,

they were important.

But the stutter of my heart,

that wasn't important.

Neither was the way

she moved, the way

she breathed, the way

we collided like

tectonic plates,

a catastrophic earthquake.  

--

Two.

I climbed onto the roof

of a crumbling building,

and told the girl-

the one who doesn't matter-

that she reminded me of the stars.

No.

Not just the stars,

but

that star.

The brightest one.

The one that was so large,

dying slowly

light years away.

Was it bad,

to compare her to

a dying thing?

No,

because she doesn't matter

not anymore.

--

Three

I think I'm

falling

for a girl made of

pictures and videos.

A girl miles away,

just under my fingertips.

I--

can't finish this

without thinking of her eyes.

--

AKA i don't even know...