Something In The Way He Says Her Name
By Lang Leav
There is so much history in the way he looks at her.
In the way he says her name.
When they are together, there is a current that runs between them;
like an electric charge on the verge of erupting
into a perfect storm.
I don’t love her anymore, he says.
And it is in the way he says the word, her-that tells me otherwise.