YOUR NAME TASTES DIFFERENT IN MY MOUTH THESE DAYS

Your name, once sweet as honey on my lips,

Now lingers bitter, a forgotten script.

The syllables that once danced with glee,

Now falter, heavy with uncertainty.

The memories that clung to every sound,

Now fade like autumn leaves, lost and cold.

The love that once swelled with every breath,

Now whispers doubts, a dying death.

Your name, a puzzle I've yet to solve,

A mix of joy and sorrow, a heart that's unresolved.

I speak it slow, with cautious tongue,

Afraid of what the future may bring.

The taste of your name, once pure and true,

Now lingers different, a bittersweet brew.

A reminder of what's changed, what's past,

A love that's lost its way, at last.

In whispers, I say it, hesitant and low,

Afraid of what the echoes may show.

The walls that once held our love so tight,

Now crumble, leaving only shadows of light.

Your name, a melody that's lost its tune,

A harmony that's broken, a heart that's strewn.

I search for the words to make it new,

But like a puzzle, the pieces won't fit true.

Perhaps in time, the pain will subside,

And your name will taste different, a new tide.

Until then, I'll speak it with care,

A fragile heart, still learning to repair.

The silence that follows, a heavy weight,

A reminder of love's fragile state.

Your name, a whisper, a distant sigh,

A memory that lingers, a love that's gone dry.

In the quiet moments, I hear it clear,

A voice that whispers, "Let go, and hold dear."

The memories we made, the love we shared,

A bittersweet reminder, of what's lost, what's spared.

And as I learn to let go of the pain,

Your name will slowly fade, like a summer rain.

Leaving me with memories, both sweet and sour,

A love that's lost its way, but still leaves its power.