Wednesday, 24 January 2024

Blush pink

 The day ended and you were silent again. 

You promised you'd write,

But you didn't. 

It's okay, I guess.

You probably have your reasons. 

I can wait I suppose for a little while more. 

But then again, how long for, must I? 

Just like the blush pink fading in the sky. 

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