His Girl
Why do girls get so offended,
When a guy calls her 'my girl'?
'You're my girl'
What's wrong with that?
Don't you want to be wanted?
I love being called, 'my girl'.
I want to be his girl,
I don't want to be known as...
His girlfriend, how lame!
It's so normal.
His girl, his baby,
His love, his cuddlebear.
I like those, I don't mind them,
Maybe I'm just weird.
I love that though,
Being his girl rules!
Feeling wanted and cared about,
In his arms, being his girl.
'She's my girl'
You have no idea!
Wanting to be his girl,
I love being his girl!
poem by Ocean Myranda
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