Girls are weird and even though
they’re sometimes quite attractive, being
friends with them just isn’t right. One I know,
she talks so much, her mouth is hyperactive, never
stopping, morning, noon or night. She tries to hold
my hand when we meet up for lunch and break,
calls me cute and likes my stupid sister. Now
and then I ask myself how much my pride
can take. But when she isn’t there I
find I miss her. I know that she’s
a girl and I’m a boy, but in the
end, I think I really like
her, but, I swear, as
just a friend!
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Paul Hughes 2010
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Illustration: http://www.cdkenterprises.com/coloring/Valentines/GirlBoy3.gif
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