Longing (Remove filter)
Mmmmm
Mmmmmm, she said
and only I knew what she meant
Mmm, she said
and then she sounded mad
Hmmmm, she said
in clearest tone of inquisition
Hmm, she said
as if she didn't know what to say
You see
I know what you mean
You don't need to say
But could you please
It would mean the world to me
Friday 2nd December 2022 5:22 am
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