girls are silly in love

when she meets a boy

her brain falls out

plop.

and her heart grows three sizes

too big

she’s convinced his every text

has a subtext, and a sub-subtext

are they friends?

when they’re together, she wonders

or more than friends?or just friends? or boyfriend girlfriend?

when he pays, she calls it a date(ok, a maybe date)

he listens

when she talks

when she like likes

he likes-ish

when she loves

he lusts

as she sinks deeper and deeper

he gets her drunk on his kool-aid

but sh

ortly

afte

r she

che

cks i

n

he chec

ks out

she starts to ask

he loves me?

he loves me not?

and when she finally learns

the waterworks begin

the truth

the sweatpants come out

and she swears she’ll never fall for a man trap ever again

from now on, she’ll be smart

and think with her brain

not her heart

she’ll keep her guard up

and be the

beautifulstrong

independent

woman she knows she is

and that plan works for her(quite well in fact)

until

she meets another boy

plop.