Boys are there for the drama.















You're there for love.



They are there for your face.




You are there for his heart.





You think they love you.


But they only like you.


You think he is the one.



He thinks you are just another.




He smiles when you look at him.





But he blushes when another girl walks by.

You giggle about him with your friends.


He thinks about the other girl.



You deny he doesn't like you.




But inside it feels wrong.





Then all of a sudden, one day, it's over.

And the other girl is in his arms.


Now do you believe me?