Evermore

I like it when you say my name

It pulls me back to earth

Grounds me after floating in the sea of doubt

It reminds me of who I am

Never washed in cuties names

Or claimed with possessive titles

I am not who I am to you

I am not what I can do for you

You introduce me to people

As my identity

Not our relationship followed by my name

And maybe that’s because we don’t know

Is it still what it was, or has it grown

Living somewhere in the middle

Between an agreement and a lifetime

Maybe I am just thinking too much

But I like it when you say my name