it’s because of you
that i’ve reclaimed my name—“samantha”.
you said it was pretty,
that you liked “samantha” better than “sam”.
and now, everywhere i go,
i introduce myself as “samantha”
in hopes of hearing someone say it
with the same inflection as you.
now, every time someone calls me “samantha”,
i almost wish it was you.
it feels wrong—
to hear my name spoken
in any voice but yours.
i wish i could go back
and unhear it,
never knowing how it sounds
when it rolls off your tongue—
the way the feeling of your lips
still lingers on mine.
i can’t say that i miss you,
but i do wish
i had never known you.
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