That Girl

Hard to explain. You tell me what you think its about.

There is always that girl.

There always is;

With long curly hair,

And lips you want to kiss.

But you know you can’t have her,

You know it’s not right.

But yet you crave her,

You crave to spend the night.

As one night can make all the difference

Change her point of view.

So you make a move,

Even though you knew;

And as predicated you’re shot down

Shot down to size.

Then left alone,

Left alone to contemplate the whys.

And from this you draw to a conclusion,

To never do it again.

To fall for that sort of girl

But then...

There is another.

As there always is.

Author's Note

Grammar is probably shocking but what do you guys think. Please give as critical of judgement as you feel fit.

Reviews

[The Lioness]

There’s are reason for templates and replay, it’s so people can do things over again even though they know how it’s all going to end...

[Nao Deguchi]

Rhys, the longing in this was touching. For me it's better since you live in a place called Swansea!