The Blood & The Bones

I see it everywhere now. A name not so common but, I suppose, also common enough. I never noticed it before and now every time I do, every time I see it in all the places except for the ones I ache for it to be, like next to mine or on my screen .. every time I come across it, it is a small dagger to the chest. Digging in over and over again. Who knew a word could do this much damage? It’s a name. Just a fucking name. It is not the other three words. The ones that rip away at me every time I remember how they sounded coated with your voice that made me believe you meant them. But, now after the loss of you brings forward the truth, I know you didn’t.

And now all I can do is pray for the day when heartache and your name are no longer holding hands.

the blood
& the bones