That name

It never bothered me before. I never had a problem with anyone calling me that. Why is it a problem now. At first, I let it go, i didn't say anything, I just let the pain of them calling me that stab me in the heart. That moment, I just stood still and faded out for what seemed like an hour but probably lasted for a few seconds. I stood their still, remembering why it hurt so much, how I could just let them do that and get away with it exactly how everything slipped away. How they will never know the pain one name can cause. I can't let them get away with it. Now, they do it again, ask them to stop, they do it again. they think its a joke, think its funny because I get angry. Don't do it, I tell you please, don't do it. My heart has taken enough, please.

Don't Call me Bella and I'm most certainly not your Mi Amor.
Those names are reserved for someone very special to my heart.

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