So little you need
To break a heart
Why don't you come see me,
she said
A heart full of trepidation,
Hoping for a yes
Conscious, of the long, long miles
between then
And still, hoping,
For a yes
Because, he had said often,
How much she meant to him
It should be an exuberant yes
It should be, I was saving up for this
I was waiting for this sign from you
But when he spoke
It was far, far from her plane
Do you think it will make me happy?
He asked
And just like that
She, who had wanted to hear
I will do everything to make you happy
was
crestfallen
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