Our date

I dropped by and tried to amaze you, and you received me with cheerfulness. Was there an end to the conversation if time could freeze?

I called to idolize your voice but each time I was never being heard. Day by day, I began to pause and wonder how this craving could bring me to – happiness or loneliness. But I’d never depress again in case you learn to cherish me one day.

Is it you or me who’s being weird? Is it time or myself who has failed me? Is it today or tomorrow we shall meet and see your promise kept?

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