Nah, won’t be taking to her the message wrt yourself bein a mardy arse. No need for telling Moira what she’s long known, hey?
Eh, apart from speaking your love for her, which bears repeating always never mind that she’s known it since you could catch arms around her. Can’t let her think she’s escaped hearing that love of yours, aye? Or letting her think you and Rin never put two and two together. Shite she’d’ve been pleased by that. Always did adore your Rin, and fair play to her, never seen them act nor be so eh gracious.
The rest I’ll pass on alongside that moggy.
Might make you yourself a one whilst I’m over. A moggy, that is, gotten not so bad with it, just about the only thing I’ve worked out the making of. Couldn’t go giving her a substandard cake now could I? Granted it ain’t nowhere near the likes of hers, but such goes without saying, given hers was as she herself was, legendary.
There’s few hereabouts she didn’t brighten the lives of. Few you can mention her name around and not get a nod appreciative and a reminiscence.
Any time I visit her, it’s clear it’s not be alone visiting, aye? There’s others do some tidying, leave flowers, messages. …Eh, on which note. Some point, I took to taking photos of the messages. Been meaning to ask if you’d like seeing em? My intention was showing you when next you’re around or I’m in your area, but I’m realizing maybe it’s better you have time with it all.
She was loved fully round. By none better than yourself, but aye, she lives on in what’s spoken and thought on. Thinking she’ll carry on longer than any of us in memory, as well she ought.
1/2
Eh, apart from speaking your love for her, which bears repeating always never mind that she’s known it since you could catch arms around her. Can’t let her think she’s escaped hearing that love of yours, aye? Or letting her think you and Rin never put two and two together. Shite she’d’ve been pleased by that. Always did adore your Rin, and fair play to her, never seen them act nor be so eh gracious.
The rest I’ll pass on alongside that moggy.
Might make you yourself a one whilst I’m over. A moggy, that is, gotten not so bad with it, just about the only thing I’ve worked out the making of. Couldn’t go giving her a substandard cake now could I? Granted it ain’t nowhere near the likes of hers, but such goes without saying, given hers was as she herself was, legendary.
There’s few hereabouts she didn’t brighten the lives of. Few you can mention her name around and not get a nod appreciative and a reminiscence.
Any time I visit her, it’s clear it’s not be alone visiting, aye? There’s others do some tidying, leave flowers, messages. …Eh, on which note. Some point, I took to taking photos of the messages. Been meaning to ask if you’d like seeing em? My intention was showing you when next you’re around or I’m in your area, but I’m realizing maybe it’s better you have time with it all.
She was loved fully round. By none better than yourself, but aye, she lives on in what’s spoken and thought on. Thinking she’ll carry on longer than any of us in memory, as well she ought.