Core memory

When that 2am boredom strikes
You stare at blank space, hoping something interesting pops up on your notifications
And there’s nothing…


But then memories of her flashes
Her messy hair you run your fingers with,
That “i want to kill you” look in her eyes as you caught her stare,
Her out-of-tune voice but for some reason it’s the only thing you want to hear…


I’m never bored from thoughts of ü