I was a shattered soul years ago
When you found me in dreams
I near but long forgotten
And when we last spoke
At length as recent I lamented
How broken I still am
My darling, you told me you were Anne
And confessed your own confusions
Alas now I wondered, what name is yours
How many do you have, am I your man?
And it reminds me I learned a new word
In Chinese, Huá, means flower
And I recall dreaming once you used Hoa
As a name on a profile does it mean the same?
It is in my despair, beloved, these questions fill me
Alas my worries grow in my darkest hours
For every name you give ties you to a land
Far from me and a place I currently cannot go
Sora? Anika? Ayana? Hoa?
The list extends onward to eternity
What does this mean for us for me
I fear I’ll keep searching but never find you
For I’ll never know what name is yours
The one in this life time by which you go

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