Girls, after rejecting someone who were once crazy over them, seeing the person being crazy over somebody else, putting so much attention to someone new like the person did before, they get hurt. Not the hurt of jealousy but the hurt of pride.
Girls, they still think they are still better; prettier and smarter than the new one. They think the person is still bound by their charms; still weakened by their presence; melts by their stares; electrified by their touch; and lost with their words.
Girls, after proving the person is not afflicted like before, will be agonized. They will look at the person like a culprit in a murder; like a robber in a bank; like a dead ringer of a jester; like a worthless mud; like an antagonist in a plot.
Girls, I guess they want to be venerated forever. But that can never happen. Never.
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