Do you know how much it hurts to hear you call me Chandel? I never thought it would affect me so much and that everything would come draining back. But when you called me Chandel, I lost it.
For a year, I was anything but Chandel. I was babers, babypie, honey, dear, my love. Anything but Chandel. You calling me Chandel makes me feel so foreign. So faraway from you. You've probably called me Chandel less than 10 times from the day I met you. I've never hated hearing someone call my name more than today.
I don't want to be Chandel.
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