I can't say your name anymore. I can't bear to feel the flush in my broken heart as my lips kiss it tenderly in parting.
The lips that longed to kiss yours. To say it with crinkled eyes for the rest of my days... the way I say it has changed;
once it was long and longing, like a ooooooohhhhh or a plllllleeeeeeaaaaasssseeeee.
Now its heart shaped. two round sounds pinched in the middle where my voice realises your gone and breaks.
a mirage; you've left me with a smoking gun in my hand and a bullet in my heart with your name on it.
and today all it does is brand your name with every heartbeat.
Your name.
The name I can no longer say.
This is an extract from my novel - any thoughts would be really appreciated
