I'm not that girl.

Hands touch, eyes meet,
Sudden silence, sudden heat
Hearts leap in a giddy whirl.
He could be that boy,
But I'm not that girl
Don't dream too far, don't lose sight of who you are,
Don't remember that rush of joy.
He could be that boy,
I'm not that girl
Every so often we long to steal,
To the land of what might have been,
But that doesn't soften the ache we feel
When reality sets back in
Blythe smile, lithe limb
She who's winsome,
She wins him,
Gold hair with a gentle curl,
That's the girl he chose
And heaven knows,
I'm not that girl
Don't wish, don't start
Wishing only wounds the heart,
I wasn't born for the rose and pearl,
There's a girl I know,
He loves her so,
I'm not that girl.

Why is it always so hard to accept?

 Why don't we ever learn? 

Why does our heart always yearn

for what may possibly never be ours?

You meet someone who you think the world of,

and hope that it will work out.

But, there's always the "other girl"

who's prettier, smarter, wittier, skinnier.

The girl who he does choose. 

We all have these experiences.

It's the embracing, learning from, and moving on

that seems to be the tough part.

Keep your head held high,

don't dwell on the past,

don't remember the feelings of holding them in your arms

or wish for it to be different.

Because it only hurts you more.

Prove your strength and courage.

Knowing one day you'll go far.

Hoping one day, it will work out.

And you are a better person because of these experiences.

You learn something from every relationship, 

every chanced-meeting you have. 

Find that, grasp it, and watch yourself grow.