She used it tonight, my new name,
pulling me aside and brightly exclaiming,
"I changed your name in my phone
the moment you told me",
and I am not all all surprised by
the ease in which she accepts me,
but for everyone else, I exist in hushed hues,
told I am mystery no one wants to be burdened with.
I don't want this fear staining my lips whenever I speak.
I want to continue as before, a waltz that lives on despite
slight changes and interruptions here and there.
