Say My Name

Please, stop using her name.  She’s gone now.  You can’t bring her back.  Don’t you see?  When you look at me and say her name, I feel the crack of your knuckles against my face.  When I look at this screen, her name in place of mine, the cold steel of your indifference slices through raw flesh.  Life, barely formed, leaks away my soul and I cease to exist.