today

Today is her birthday. And I never remember until the day is almost over, and then I feel like I 've been sacreligious with the whole day - like I should have been lighting candles or volunteering at a hospital or something. But no, it is always just an ordinary day, and then at night, it comes to me and I get pissed at myself for forgetting her.

I remember the first time I forgot. I was nine, and I remember thinking that she was going to disappear like that - little by little, memory by memory, so I started to write things down - mostly the good stuff, so i would never forget.