Choosing One

False anticipation and fear and dread Make us make decisions that we regret That is what happened to pitiful Paul When he decided on more than one goal He started chasing three different girls When only Beth was his precious pearl Now brilliant Paul will try to obtain What his great mind did not let him gain. It was a dark night when Paul passed by Beth’s house only to receive a good-bye His squiggling toes are nervous to see her Of seeing and kissing her he’s very eager And although he is obviously lovesick His preoccupation will be the long trip, Paul’s waiting at a monorail stop To visit Beth whom he misses a lot. He entered the monorail entrance doors Still pensive of what had happened before He selected one of three empty seats Still in his mind the same page, the same beat He tried to recall what he had done wrong Still recalling he went back to that song. He sang her a song, admitting his love Still he was afraid to raise her above He dreaded that Beth his love would reject Still loving her he began to select, He chose two more girls, just wanting a score Still Beth was the one he wanted much more He then knew three commitments he had to please Still it was not easy for him to succeed, He lost the three girls, chiefly Beth, who was Still disgruntled by his errors and flaws. He has his heart broken, too, just like hers Still he tried again with whom he preferred. He will visit after calling her up, Still sitting, he’s waiting for his next stop. Whereas the other girls were just a fill What he felt for them could never be real. Were the girls’ names Chloe and Brittany? Or were they Stephanie and Tiffany? His love interest for them was so low That to their homes he never had to go But in Beth’s house instead he spent all day He saw Beth as red and the others in grey, To Beth’s house he knew the way by heart What he had developed was like an art. Why did he go after those two girls, then? He was afraid Beth’s love for him would bend. Throwing hopeful stones in different lakes He wanted to save himself from heartbreak, What he did not know was that those same stones Could only fill in one full lake alone. Each girl required his full attention Poor Paul’s heart ached from so much tension. He lost all and lonesome he now stood Of course Paul was known to be so astute. The thoughts were making passive Paul freak out He wanted to scream, he wanted to shout What if Beth thinks he’s gone out of his mind? Or if his error he’ll never unwind? What if his stop was the one that just passed? Or if Beth thinks he can’t change their past? Paul shivered just from thinking this so much He’s almost fainting; his heart’s in a rush, “C’mon, just calm down,” he said while in dwell, “She’ll understand and all will turn out well.” After feeling his heart beating in his veins, These were the thoughts that invaded the train So in love, how was Paul able to make Such a misfigured, misguided mistake? So in love that he composed three love songs For Beth he even made himself look strong But apparently, that obviously worked Paul was everything, except for a jerk. The lesson is to set priority And go after it with ferocity When he called her up, shaky was his tone But felt safe after hanging up the phone. The monorail stops; his heart beats faster Paul is ready to chase what he’s after, He reaches her house and knocks on her door This is what Paul should have done since before.