Cellphone number

by viraz vitalia   Jun 6, 2008


I gave you my number not wanting to reveal.
That I'm uncomfortable when you're around.
I hid my face.
My voice a whisper.
It didn't really matter.
I whispered mostly silence.
But I gave you my number.
Maybe you'll call.
Problem is I most likely won't answer.

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  • 16 years ago

    by nobody truly knows me

    Awww i understand now why u feel this way around him though. *hug* i'm so sorry.