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TOO SHY TO SAY HELLO

TOO SHY TO SAY HELLO

Moments dreamt for so long...

If given the chance to finally meet you I would probably shake like a leaf...

Saying prayers and thoughts of how special and great it would be...

Alone in my thoughts I am as cool as a cucumber...

I don't stutter or anything...

​​​​​​I know everything I would like to say...

So many things we could do...

I know myself well enough to know if my dream was standing before me...

I would be too shy to say hello...

That would be the cue that I would need someone to kick me...

Hugs...

sparrowsong

 

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sparrowsong

Hello Charlotte...

That's what friends are for...

Sometimes, a kick is necessary...

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Glad you enjoyed!

Thank you for your sweet and kind comment!

Hugs...

sparrowsong

 

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Deborah Evans

Hi  Sis Sparrowsong  This sounds like someone really special
Your words are lovely so is the song you choose I enjoyed!

I hope you are well ?
Hugs Debs

 

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sparrowsong

Hello Sis Debs...

Glad you're back!

I will never tell...

Some things are just to special to share...

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Glad you enjoyed!

Thank you for your sweet comment and support my friend!

Hugs...

sparrowsong

 

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sparrowsong

Hello Sis Cherie...

I was at a dance one night and there was a woman there I knew...

It was somewhere I had only been a couple of times and it's been awhile and I never went to a dance place like that before...

Anyway, she was showing a lot of skin and dancing with all the guys...

She really had her eye on one I noticed when she spotted him...

Anyway, she was extremely dumb founded when he rolled his eyes at her and shook his head and he walked out the door and kept on going and she thought he went out for a cigarette, part jokingly and part serious I said I thought you were making moves to get lucky not make them go out the door...

She got mad and said he'll be back in...

An hour later I said...

That must have been some cigarette...

So good he couldn't find his way back in...

When someone tried to talk to me, she was right there doing her thing...

I saw her again a few days later and I asked her who did she finally end up with?

She got mad all over again...

People like what they like...

They don't what they don't...

Thank you for your comment and support my friend!

Love n Hugs

sparrowsong

 

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John Coggins

This is excellent sparrowsong! So relatable, personally. A wonderful piece! 
much love.

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sparrowsong

Hello John...

To me it's much more comforting when the other person is shy like too...

Not someone with the attitude that they can get any woman they want and probably have and also in reverse...

Women who are that way and love every man with all their heart that they meet...

And just can't live without them...

If laughter could kill someone I'd be dead so many times I lost count...

I think it's adorable when a guy is shy and nervous...

But, when I laugh they think I'm laughing at them and I'm not...

How can anyone not laugh when it's so adorable?

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Thank you for your comment and support!

Glad you enjoyed!

Hugs...

sparrowsong

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