Nov. 2nd, 2015

thegreatexperiment: (Thoughtful)
Hands touch, eyes meet,
sudden silence, sudden heat
Hearts leap in a giddy whirl.
He could be that boy,
but I'm not that girl

Don't dream too far,
don't lose sight of who you are,
don't remember that rush of joy.
He could be that boy,
But I'm not that girl

Every so often we long to steal,
to the land of what might have been,
but that doesn't soften the ache we feel
when reality sets back in

Blithe smile, lithe limb
she who's winsome,
she wins him,
gold hair with a gentle curl,
that's the girl he chose
and heaven knows,
I'm not that girl

Don't wish, don't start
wishing only wounds the heart,
I wasn't born for the rose and pearl,
there's a girl I know,
he loves her so,
I'm not that girl.

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