I sit and think about the letters of your name.
I spell it out.
How I never saw myself as a girl who would like a person with the name
.
How it's cliché. There must be thousand upon thousands of 's in the world.
Unrelated:
It's a word that is now my antithesis.
I force myself to put a black box over your name
In my mind.
If I don't think it then it can't come forth from
My lips.
Even whispered, your name is
Threatening
To me.
It is only when you stand close that I have an excuse
to say it.
So before I utter the syllables,
Please , don't
Stand close to me.
