Some meetings never end, others shouldn't have started,
We should have said goodbye, before we parted.
New day, new meetings, sans agenda, hidden or otherwise
We could have left it midway, hindsight always makes us wise.
A calendar that's overflowing, a hesitation to accept the invite
We were so lost in our own worlds, not sure whether to give it a fight.
No conflict with an existing commitment, yet replying with a 'maybe'
We were tentative how it will turn out, not sure if we were meant to be.
Some back and forth happens, but in the end, you have scheduled a call,
We used to fight and make up, and in love it made for us easy to fall.
The call drops multiple times, and to reconnect you rely on the Aloha algorithm
We missed the bus on multiple occasions, unsure how to make our moves in rhythm.
Structured in time, spaced through the week, we were booked to the hilt,
Missed the counselors appointment - went down the rabbit hole of angst and guilt.
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