why
do I keep
saying
your name?
your name,
that I said between giggles
showing each other
pictures on our phones.
your name,
that I cried out in frustration
lighting the Bunsen burners
in a science lab.
your name,
that I whispered under my breath
sneaking in a joke
between the teacher’s lectures.
your name,
that I say with a small smile
speaking calmly
though I feel like screaming.
your name,
all that is left
besides the pictures
and the now one-sided memories.
your name,
that will never again pop up on my Google Drive
that will never be put on a high school diploma
that will never again say mine.
your name,
a never-forgotten memory
of a life well-lived
always on my mind.
– Lexie Brooke 🙂
