"How do I say your name?" I asked
"But in your mother tongue"
You patiently pronunciate
Till in my ears it rung
A month went by and still I play
The same self-righteous game
So once again I did inquire
"How do I say your name?
No beat went by as you replied
With words that burn like ember
I rolled my eyes as you said I
"Did not care to remember"
And yet you stayed and said your name
With as much patience as you could
I told you I would get it
But I doubt you thought I would
Face to face with shattered ego
Recollections flood my mind
Remembered every redundant question
Yet not an answer could I find
Every date I asked them to repeat
I could have written down
So many outstretched hands in front of me
But I still preferred to drown
Memory is fleeting
I cannot, however, lie
I didn't "not care to remember"
I just didn't care to try
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maydanae (
Offline) - Published: July 15th, 2026 17:48
- Category: Reflection
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Some things are just not important to remember. Well written with good rhyme and meter
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