"Sometimes I roll your name around in my mouth like a lost tooth, he declared. Not because it’s..."

“Sometimes I roll your name around in my mouth like a lost tooth, he declared. Not because it’s a beautiful name, not because it reminds me of you, but because it’s stuck there and won’t come out. Its roots cling tight to my gums like a lover. And she responded, Maybe it’s only stuck there because you want it to be. You have to let go of my name, which connects you to me. And in doing so, you will lose that metaphorical tooth, and me as well.”

- Fragment 65