So you're at the dinning hall, the mall, a sporting event, or wherever and you spot him.
You casually glance over.
And then you see him walking over to you.
But you remember you have to play it cool.
And you really hope he doesn't have a girlfriend.
He sits down next to you and asks your name. You start to freak out and want to say so much.
But all that comes out is:
After a while of talking, you realize you're kinda into this boy.
It seems like you guys have the same taste in everything.
You wait patiently for him to make the next move.
And suddenly, he ends the convo.
He hears another girl calling his name.
He walks away, leaving you in the dust.
And you feel dumb, because you realize you fell for this jerk.
But then it hits you.
You don't need a boy, you're awesome all by yourself.