Every relationship ends up with pet names, some of them better than others. This idea came to mind the other day as I was driving and thinking about some of them. This poem does not hold true with my current relationship, but rather all the past ones. They stick as a reminder to me even now that sometimes, what someone says is not at all what they meant.
NAMES
Baby
Beautiful
Lil’ Momma
Good Looking
Babe
Princess
Dear
Chick
But worst of all was calling me Love
When I knew they’d never mean it
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