Loving Her Was My Only Mistake

My girlfriend was always mixing up my name with her ex's.

While she cooked, she'd call out without thinking: "King Mike, grab the bowls and chopsticks, dinner's ready."

The birthday gift she gave me came with a card that read, Happy birthday, my darling Mike.

Even in our most intimate moments, she'd whimper softly against my ear, "Mike, can you go a little easier."

After being called by the wrong name a thousand times over, my initial irritation had worn down into resignation.