bullets

don't remind me, of back then when my brain was broken and low and gone. don't remind me of when i laughed at myself too, just as you did. don't remind me, of when your words hit my heart like bullets into my own scars and burns. because it hurt, like i wanted, like i hoped for when in it all i wanted it to stop but you wouldn't talk. you wouldn't care if i didn't and i cared if you did. care for me if im not hurt. please, or must you remind me of it all? then remember you once cared. and then remember why.