amnesia § ksj

six

day fifteen

do you remember, on my sixteenth birthday,

you said you would leave me be?

you kept that promise.

you hurt me even more the next day, to make up for it.

i looked at you cooking today, you asked me to help you.

i cautiously helped you, careful not to get too close to you or the stove.

i had a feeling you would put my face into the fire.

but instead, you kissed my cheek and laughed when i couldn't chop celery correctly.