Past Continuous

Lingering with me
Is the noise
That shouted last year,
Calling out my name
Again, and yet again.
I, well I try hard
Real hard
To take no notice of
Those screams
For I am no longer wishful
For a tête-à-tête
Which ends with my failure
As always.
I have had enough
Of those conversations
With you, my friend.
But, as they say
Past Never Fades.
And so, I call it
Past Continuous.
© Meira

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