Not That Girl

You’re not that girl.
You know, the one I call up
just because something’s come up.
That girl.

The one that’s only good enough to sleep with,
but not to be with.
That girl.

The one I think about at 2am
when I’m bored and I just can’t seem to fall asleep.
That girl.

You’re way more than that.
You’re the one that’s on my mind when its 3pm,
I’ve got 3 reports to finish and my phone just won’t stop ringing.
That girl.

The one I want to see Monday through Sunday,
from sun up to when I lay my head down.
That girl.

The one I want to show off to the world,
coz let’s face it. YOU ARE MINE
That Girl.

See, if you’re good enough to be in my house, wrapped in my bed sheets,
cooking me food, acting all wifely
then I don’t see why the world can’t know you’re part of my life.

by BK TheRealist

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