The name I used to love

My heart drops every time I hear your name now

Because it's never good news. At least nothing that I'd ever want to hear

And it's funny, isn't it? Because my heart use to soar at your name

Those two syllables were all I wanted to talk about

My friends would get annoyed because I'd only ever want to bring you up

I loved it when others asked me about you

You were my favorite topic and I loved talking about your favorite music artists

And when I got to write your name as my date to the school dance

But now it's haunting me: your name in my dreams

I still can't get you out of my head but hearing it now?

Hurts me instead of excites me I hope you're never brought up, for my sake, again

Because if I deal with you leaving me?

How can I deal with hearing the name I used to love?

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