Foster Love (Interracial)

Chapter 22

With that thought in mind, I hear Niall play his guitar; I hear Harry's voice start to sing:

Your hand fits in mine

Like it's made just for me

But bear this in mind

It was meant to be

And I'm joining up the dots with the

Freckles on your cheeks

And it all makes sense to me

I know you've never loved

The wrinkles by your eyes

When you smile

You've never loved

Your stomach or your thighs

The dimples in your back at the bottom of

Your spine

But I'll love them endlessly

I won't let these little things slip out of my

Mouth

But if I do

Its you

Oh, it's you they add up to

I'm in love with you

And all these little things

You can't go to bed without a cup of tea

And maybe that's the reason that you

Talk in your sleep

And all those conversations are the

Secrets that I keep

Though it makes no sense to me

I know you've never loved

The sound of your voice on tape

You never want

To know how much you weigh

You still have to squeeze into your jeans

But you're perfect to me

I won't let these little things slip out of my

Mouth

But if it's true

It's you,

It's you they add up to

I'm in love with you

And all these little things

You'll never love yourself half as much as

I love you

You'll never treat yourself right, darling

But I want you to.

If I let you know I'm here for you

Maybe you'll love yourself like I love you,