Untitled Epiphany
This is a brief epiphany on the effect one person's name can have on your memory.
What's in a name? she hathaway of asking.
At the mere utterance of your name
my stomach chruns with acidic bile,
my heart palpitates at an anxious pace,
my thoughts, finally free are chained once again when those syllables enter
my mind which becomes flooded one more time by the memory
of you.
Memories of the innocent love we shared and the agony that resulted when you ripped yourself out of my life.
So what's in a name?
More than I care to recall.
At the mere utterance of your name
my stomach chruns with acidic bile,
my heart palpitates at an anxious pace,
my thoughts, finally free are chained once again when those syllables enter
my mind which becomes flooded one more time by the memory
of you.
Memories of the innocent love we shared and the agony that resulted when you ripped yourself out of my life.
So what's in a name?
More than I care to recall.
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