I can't remember his voice.
I can't remember his laugh, his dimples, his kind words or his beautiful smile.
I can't remember his touch, his smell, not even the shine of his deep brown eyes.
But i do remember his shadow. The sound of broken glass still tingles in my ears, the smell of smoke and alcohol still in my hair, my clothes, my skin... I still feel the heat in my face after he hit me, i still feel the damage he left in my brain.
I can't remember him.
I can't remember me.
