Half of me yearns to forget your name
Memory that burns like an ember
The other half is stubborn
Determined to remember

I'm not sure how to describe the color of your eyes or the sound of your voice
Your eyes are almost always bloodshot and your voice always scared to fill the silence
You have a voice but you use it sparingly so that people can't hear the pain
because Lord knows if you talked long enough, you'd spill everything
You use make-up to cover the dark circles under your eyes
being that you don't get any sleep at night
People like to think they understand you and that they know your story
but the truth is, you'll never let people close enough to let your story be known
Sure they'll get bits and pieces of your life, depending on when they came into your life
but no one will ever know the full story- you don't even know the full story

I was told today "I never would've thought she was so...amazing"
Hm
Those words rang through my mind over and over again
Until
I thought
"She doesn't know how amazing she is"