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I am tired of teaching you how to love me.
Tired of translating my heart into instructions.

"I forgot" — you forgot?
How do you forget someone waiting?

You say "sorry, I was in a hurry"
But you were never in a hurry to reach me.

I don't want a goodbye kiss because I asked for it.
I want the one you remembered to give.

©Maya Evans 
21 September 2026
Copyright © | Year Posted 2026

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