"What's in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet"
Romeo and Juliet, William Shakespeare
When we met I was of a feeble heart
Sitting alone while you taunted
Before my true friends came beside me
You were the only one who saw me
The only one who noticed me
Even if it were to tease me
You reminded me, that I existed.
Even as the Years went on
The taunting, Teasing, tarried on
And although beside me were my friends
They scarcely noticed me.
Studying Alone In the Library,
Not much had changed since the time we met
And you still reminded me
You called me names and they progressed
From Granger To Mudblood,
And Buck-teethed Lioness
And then you mocked me for my Friends
You goaded them with Disdain
Your eyes told me you didn't approve
And you reminded me
In Darker Times my friends and I
Have found you are but a misguided boy,
I do not believe for once, that you
Have a mind which follows in suit?
That answers, to a beck and call
Who insults me for an order tall?
And just with that, I remember I exist
Your final Judgement day has come
And gone, flown by, departed
You stood in the shadows, silent and strong
Not named a hero, an aid to the light
Not named an enemy, you stayed out of sight
What puzzled me more was that the mockery did not cease
And in that act itself, I knew I existed
One day I asked you why the wit
The charming banter with I the chit
The toned down taunting, the scorning remarks
The innards of your conscience was divided
And then you see, I thought I had you!
You could not explain! But then you caught me,
Reminded me again. You kissed me. And exist I did.
We became Lovers, as clichés will tell
You cared for me and for you, I aswell
Because you were the one who always noticed
Even for a jibe, you sought me out
Unintentionally, you became my light
In a tunnel of everlasting blackness
And when you married me. I felt so alive.
Time went by, not long, not small
And I felt awakened, alive and well
From my nightmarish childhood, my lurid hell.
But when you left, against your will
I wept and cried, and sobbed and howled
Your nicknames they struck a chord
They reminded me that I was alive
No more, you're calling in the night
Your horrid nicknames out of sight,
Nobody to notice my times of ill
And no one who senses my weakened will.
Nobody to remind me who I am
And when I think back to when we met
My heart feels weaker, impossibly weaker.