The Weight of What Wasn’t

“You are jealous when I speak to another, Watching every word as a betrayal, But I am to smile when you do the same- Like it does not sting, Like something inside of me isn't twisted, Breaking in silence, piece by piece, As I pretend all is well. You have let the name I gave you vanishes to nothing, A name whispered like a prayer, Soft and sacred, full of meaning, But to you, it was just a word. You let go, you shrugged it off into the wind, Like it meant no weight, As if it just didn't exist in all your world. And to me now, you're a perfect stranger- Someone I thought I knew, But I probably never did. Or worse-a person I cannot unlove, Even when most of me really wants to quit, Even when you've made it clear I'm holding on to something that was never even here.”