Runaway, Girl

You have a way of making me 

feel wanted, but not needed. 

Every warning and swear I threw, 

you never had heeded. 

And I said, back up. 

You're in my way. 

I want something real 

and this is fake. 

You plant the thoughts in my head. 

What if? Why not? 

Forget common sense. 

Your enticing games and playful banter, captivating gaze won't stop me. Can't ya quit, no? So runaway girl. 

As soon as you found me, 

sought me in the empty parking lot, 

You must've decided I could be 

your queen, I'd play the part. 

But I said, hold on. 

I don't play chess. 

This won't change a thing. 

So, be on your best. 

Here we go again. 

It's been a few months. 

You're in this rut again,

Lonely, desperate for a friend. 

Throw out the rule books, 

You never did follow them.