I gave her my phone number
When we met the other night.
I hope she, soon, does call me
When she thinks the time is right.
So far, my phone is silent.
Now, if I don't hear from her soon,
I'll give out my phone number
To another who makes me swoon!
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True love, good love, is well worth waiting for. Have patience.