MEMORY

I don’t care. Really don’t care. Everybody is shouting. I fly to that moment, run away from the chaos. That’s the tombstone. Hey, there we were. My ex-boyfriend and I. We quarreled. I waited for his words. He was in silent mode. I was starting to bit him. He was like a statue. I didn’t care, all I knew was I was disappointed. Fast, he kissed me. My first kiss was in front of someone’s tombstone. Sweet. Mint.

          I am surprised, I still remember that kiss. A long time ago, I thought I forgot it. Now, I still remember. Everybody is still shouting. I don’t care and don’t want to care. All I know is his butterfly collection in front of me. All I know is my first kiss at that time and my ex-boyfriend. All I know is the sweet memories we had. All are gone. So, he is.