I call others
All the names I use to call you
So it wouldn't itch at the tip of my tongue

But now when I call someone else
Sweetie pie
I think of you

I wish you were at the receiving end

You hated when I called you that and yet

Some days,

You called me it right back

And I knew it would be okay,

That we would be okay another day,

When did I stop being yours?