What is a name?

Is it the memory of you

sitting by the window

the sun stroking your skin

The evening breeze

playing

with your hair

Is it your smile

your touch

your kiss

The memories of you

reaching for me

wanting me

needing me

having me

or

Is it a knife

cutting

hurting

tearing apart every ounce

of trust

and dignity

Digging deep holes

inside my chest

To me

a name is

nothing

once it is deleted

from my heart

Your name will never be nothing

And you know

I'm glad