Every night we took out what remained of ourselves as a couple and tried it on, like used clothing waiting for one last chance to shine.

I still called you “cariño” until it felt unsuitable, no longer meaning anything, belonging in the past.

A word now retired forever from my vocabulary of love, reserved for only one person, during only one fragment of life.

The sound of it still remains, like an echo across empty, forgotten buildings,

And your voice on the phone reverberating endlessly “Hola, cariño”.

Alexandra Negrut is a Romanian writer and the co-founder of TAST. Based in Barcelona, she started writing poetry in an effort to explore her inner world and know herself better. Follow her here.

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