To Her

To her
I loved a girl but, I guess,
I was afraid to spill it out.
Like a hot cake on sale
She was up for grabs
Physically not so stout,
I bet I wasn’t her type
A, little icing on the cake
My timing was a little fake
And for that;
I’ll have to pay a fine

From a little ‘hello’ in the classroom walls
I got the chance, of a lifetime
Barricaded in fear for the worst
I held my tongue like a brave seer
Afraid to tell her, ‘dear’,
I fell into stress perfectly clear.
What more could ‘cheer’ me up?
Than, a cup of beer, as I say,
‘bottoms up in the rear’
Of my, past.

What a fool was I?
Who, ever could master a woman?
Her ways, so strange…
How hard I see, to tame.
I’ll be lame if I drag her to fame
All in all she’s just the same.
A good old dame.

I like you not for the sake of it,
But, you do deserve it.
Not in the lustful sense.
Let’s not bring it to test.
For fate knows it best,
We’ll see the rest.

Your friend brought me shame.
Her childish antics, I hate.
Made her… prove her point.
As I, groove my way to the top,
Just know… you mean something to me.
Thanks for the night out,
Seeing the theater show,
I half enjoyed it while,
The walk, to,
Your place made me feel, good.
Forever, the moment’ll be saved,
In my mind for sure.

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