u/Inevitable_Party4804

So sad,

so hollow

— living a life stitched in sorrow.

Never allowed the grace to wallow,

so time keeps moving

while his memories stay still,

dragging the past through every present,

leaving no future to fulfill.

A constant yearning, his name erupting from my tongue

only to land on the wrong face,

the wrong place

and I stand there,

wronged and ashamed,

haunted by the pain

of speaking the wrong name.