Did you know?
You could have held my hand you know?
I wouldn't have minded.
You could have held me longer than you did.
You don't know what sweet sorrow your parting really is.
You could have brushes my hair aside
and gazed deeply into my eyes.
You could have stroked my arm.
I wouldn't have blames you for giving into the charm.
You could have said you loved me.
That you only wanted me!
Do you know I would let you?
Or do you not want to?
How could you know?
I never told you...
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