We live in a generation where if you find out that a guy is interested in you then you become interested. You talk and enjoy it, and after the first kiss, you think you're in love. He pressures you to show him your love in the physical form and you agree because, obviously, that's what people in love do. Then he leaves you, giving you the perfect chance to draw the attention to yourself by crying to all those closest to you that you were in love and he broke your heart. You don't realize that everyone around you knows that you weren't in love. You were infatuated. Convincing yourself you were in love just makes everyone think less of you, and it's almost as if you're the girl who cried love. Eventually, Love's really gonna hit you. What are you going to do when no one takes you seriously?
I've heard it all before... Seen it all before.... How long will it take for you to open up your eyes and see what's really happening...
*sighs and shakes head*
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