kinda girl

I am the kind of girl that you take home to meet your mom

and she loves me

when you are mean to me

and lose me,

she will ask why I’m not around

did she ever do that before?

with your ex-girlfriend for

she makes you feel like shit anyways

and the reason why you stopped being on your phone

all the damn time

trying to flirt with someone you hardly even know

to fill a void

I won’t stay long

I’m not the kind of girl

who gets caught in a web

with someone who doesn’t look towards the future

than with someone who always puts me second (never again)

and I am not to be pushed to the side

I am not an option

I am all or nothing

does that intimidate you?

that makes you wonder why you didn’t look more carefully at the sky

before you met me

(maybe I will)

and the kind of girl who is terrified of you

because she doesn’t know how to let someone in

because I like your mom too and I don’t want

her to text me six months from now saying

it had been a pleasure to know me

and she wishes I was still around

I am the kind of girl that you give up the late night text messages

but if you don’t drop that for me

I am the kind of girl who would rather be alone

I am the kind of girl

you probably trust me

and think I could complete you