~The girl is so pretty, pretty is she,
She's popular, popular maybe.
The guy is so sweet, sweet is he.
He's popular, popular definitely.
The girl has so many wrapped around her finger.
Her rollercoaster eyes take you by surprise.
The guy has everyone wrapped around his finger.
His dazzling shine, he's everyone's wanted Valentine.
She sees him one summer day,
He is clueless of what to say.
She laugh because he is so funny.
He's proud to make her happy.
He tells her, "I love you,"
She asks him, "Is it true?"
He replies with a kiss,
The kiss that was suppose to last forever.
She loved him.
She was there everyday.
She loved him in every which way.
As his popularity increased,
his love for her decreased.
She thought they had a future,
She dreamed of him always,
The day she could say "You are mine."
But little did she know,
He will come and go.
Popular boys aren't who to aim for.
They'll leave a mark on you when their love is washed away by the tides.
*sighs*
All this popularity. Why can't it just stop?