Before, I would speak of you to anyone and everyone in my life, sharing pieces of you with others so much that people started wondering if there was something between us. It was never intentional but rather an involuntary response to the pull of gravity I felt towards you.
I used to like the way your name sounded in my tongue I used to practice uttering it and whispering nothingness into your ears.
I used to say your name like it was sacred
but now it has become taboo to even think of your name Every time it comes up in my mind I have to hit the mental brakes, I no longer mention you to anyone else it's like you do not even exist, never did - you are just the ghost of a name that resides somewhere in my head, collecting dust.