You wanted sweet talks,
coming from my mouth,
a smoother layer added,
pleasing to your ears.
Demanding my words,
to replicate your thoughts,
being similar in ways,
or turning over a new leaf.
Honey-tongued...
I haven't learned,
of sugarcoating things,
even in my hesitations,
I keep expressions unadorned.
Believe me I had tried,
learn phrases, soften edges,
as delicate as possible,
lay tenderly to your heart.
Still, somewhere I missed,
valuing sustainability over gratification,
conveying both qualities and concerns,
before proceeding for assimilation.
So, forgive me for disappointments,
catching your fancy from surface,
not going the extra mile,
expected from your suitor.
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