I don’t care what you want.
I can’t control it.
If I could, I’d be the one to leave first.

You’ve moved on three hours before.
I said, love me or leave me.

Two weeks ahead,
I’m still
unconsciously awaiting
your good mornings.

-Sunset S.

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