My Name

I hated my name when I was younger

Because I shared it with so many others

And I hated my name when I was with you

Because it fell off your lips like bad words do

When you actually said it the term

Four letter word took on a whole new meaning

I dreaded the first small sound of it

No matter how far away you were

But now, now I love my name

It is said with excitement instead of disdain

In place of your burning summer

It is the light sound of long awaited rain

So take your bitterness and walk away

I don’t hate you

I just hate your name.