Dec 2020
Our knees were touching
And my hand was shaking
Eager to hold yours
Your voice was too
Reading that piece of poetry
Making me chuckle
I can't wait to miss these days.
And my hand was shaking
Eager to hold yours
Your voice was too
Reading that piece of poetry
Making me chuckle
I can't wait to miss these days.
So warm, the feeling of you
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