unspoken.

Your name is now an unspoken word,

as it pains me so deeply to speak.

I don't let it linger, even inside my head,

for fear of what could ignite.

Your face haunts my being,

as my anxious heart beats.

I try to avoid you,

but your silhouette lurks in the shadows.

I wonder what it will take,

to dissolve your presence.

If time is an ultimate healer,

you should be well beyond gone.