Someday
Ivy Parra
I keep hearing your name
Everywhere I go
In every room, through every door
I even hear you on the phone
It usually doesn't bother me much
I actually like the way it sounds
The way it reminds me of your eyes
Of your hair, and your smile
I wish I could forget it
And delete it entirely from my vocabulary
But I hear your name so much
It could be part of my obituary
Someday it won't mean anything
Just a name like any other
Words flowing with the wind
Swinging one way to another