The Nickname

The Nickname

A Poem by MoE

I thought we had something...
That was the last thing that was just between us.
But now she calls u it.
She doesn't even know why u like that character.
It's because of me,
I called you it,
Seems like ages ago,
I made that your nick name.
Ever since then I've kept 'him' close to my heart;
Wearing the shirts to bed
Just to fall asleep to 'what ifs'
Thinking that I did something wrong
Regretting not kissing you when I had the chance...
Those many, many times I was tempted to do so...

But I get it,
I understand.
You are in love with her now.
You probably forgot all about me by now..
But please do me one favor,
It's one little thing,
Please make her stop calling u 'him'.
It hurts me when I see it.
Like she is the first to call u that,
As if everyone did
As if it wasn't a special nickname
But it was.
It was a gift that was suppose to remind u of me
Like a inside joke
It was suppose to mean something.
It was suppose to remind you that even after four rough years,
I still think of you everyday.

When I give someone a nickname,
I mean it as a promise that I will always be here for them
That I will be open to anything they need.
No judgment
No looking down on you
No pity.
Just understanding.

When I give someone a nickname,
It means I gave part of my heart away.
A piece that I never want back,
Because its not really mine anymore.
It was a gift
To you
From me
For us.

© 2013 MoE


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Added on August 23, 2013
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MoE
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