once he said my eyes were beautiful

said he had a name for me

bright eyes

he said

and never said it again

promptly forgot

that i'd ever existed

and i couldn't remember

whether his eyes were blue or green

or a dark and meaningless shade

of brown

there was a time when he said i had potential

and i would smile

when i heard his name

i'm still smiling

but i have no potential anymore

and i couldn't remember

how his goatee felt against my hand

or how it felt to coat his eyes

in brown

he said my hair was beautiful

just yesterday

and the day before

i was going to change it

but he said no

and i didn't