Oh how he thinks he likes me,

But he just doesn't know yet -

I'm not his type...,

See his type

is the kind of girl whose simple demeanor's

more on the

shy & sly,

She's the girl that dimples pretty

while playing so very hard to get.

She'll say she's never done

"this" before- asking him for lessons then

magically becoming a pro....

See

she pretends to listen to your ever word,

while silently figuring out

the best way to get him to spend,

lend and reinvent himself to suit her


baser superficial needs.....

His type is someone


that'll take but never give,

lust but never love

blame but never accuse herself....

See

she's the type-

his type,

the type

to lie and hurt,

making things worse.

He like's the feel of her,


likes the kisses and hugs...

He likes the way she bats her eyelashes

and pouts her lips.

The way

she walks

as she switches her hips.

Oh how

he thinks

he likes me....

But he just doesn't know yet -


I'm not his type...,

I am a Lady-

full grown...

Not a fake lying deceitful

little girl

&

I'd never change my stripes

unless I change for myself.

Always Me Ayeshah

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Interesting piece, really makes a guy start to think.