I hope he doesn't find out
How wonderful you look
In the morning, with a grin
I hope he doesn't find out
That you wake up
With a nest for hair
And drool on your chin
I hope he doesn't find out
How you like your coffee
Ice cold and creamy
I hope he doesn't find out
How gorgeous you are
Every night before sleep
It leaves me dreamy
I hope he doesn't find out
That when you get sad
There's nothing much to do
Except hold you tight
And sing "All I Want" with you
I hope he doesn't find out
That after all the harsh times
Everything is worth it
I hope he finds out
How it is to lose you
How easy it is to give up on you
And how regretful it is to do so
Selfish, I am
Selfish, I will be
I can't ask you to forgive
Because not even I can forgive me
About the Creator
keishly hernandez
-This 22 year old has a Bachelors degree in English Literature.
- Puerto Rican with greens eyes, pale and colored hair.
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