Secretly

I was out once with my mother. She asked me who I liked. I shook my head and didn’t answer her. But, secretly, I did.
Secretly, I want to fall in love with a bad boy and send him to his knees.
Secretly, I want to fall in love with a singer who’d sing me songs till I fell asleep.
Secretly, I want to fall for an artist who’d make me his muse.
Secretly, I want to fall for a writer and that he’d immortalize his love for me in words.
Secretly, I want to fall in love with an athlete and he’d dedicate his wins to me.
Secretly, I want to fall in love with you and have you hold me.
But I just can’t.
Because it’s a secret

The End

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