Moniker

I see your name now and feel nothing,

Absolutely nothing.

It’s like your name is written in another language

One I’ve never known but oddly recognize

But I guess that’s art imitating life,

A true testament to our relationship

You see, now you’re like a shadow to me

The image of a person distorted by light;

As whole as it would ever be but never complete

You’re a memory,

One that’s in the past but still ever present to me

I know I love you, I just can’t remember why.

There’s something about your name,

I can’t place it but I feel it

The clearest confusion I’ve experienced to date

Maybe if I say it three times in the mirror the person I knew would come back to me,

Maybe you would bring the good memories in a sack over your shoulder,

Maybe the piece of me attached to you, that I hoped I’d never lose would come back too.