I’m not your girlfriend… (poem)

I am not your girlfriend,

am I? But –

we talk EVERY DAY

we have in-jokes

you brush my hair from my face.

 

I am not your girlfriend,

but there is no one else.

I know things

You knows things.

We are getting to know each other.

And that:  is OK.

 

I am not your girlfriend,

but do you know why?

You think I’m “grand”

And that’s enough for me.

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