May be you forgot,
but I didn't!
You promised to come,
but the 'soon' was in its truest,
never meant.
Now you tell me
you'll sit by the fire,
enjoy honey,
but do reflect back
on what made you -
a liar.
Whatever has been the past, something that only in my conscience lasts, here I am to di.a.log the complexities of the human heart.
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