soft and sweet

there was a name i was once given.

it was the first time anyone had ever called me it and i loved the way it sounded.

i became a different person. i became as soft and sweet as the way he'd say it.

not a day he wouldn't.

first thing in the morning

over the phone

beginning of a love letter

ending of an i love you

last thing at night

and everything in between

it was the last time anyone had ever called me it. the last time was still so sweet but also bitter.

i lost the name i was once given. i am no longer as soft and sweet as the way he'd say it.

i am just sadie.