It's okay if I'm not the girl of
Your dreams.
Or the one you dance with
At prom.
I just want to be the girl
You think about 20 years from
Now while your staring at your
Morning coffee, wishing that you
Hadn't poured so much milk in
Because now it's too creamy to
Resemble my dark brown eyes.
YOU ARE READING
Poetry
PoetryIn this very book lies poetry that I will never get over. I how you enjoy reading these lovely poems as much as I do.
