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She wears her dresses like She is a beauty doll,

But she won’t believe if you call her beautiful,

He looks at her like she is his All,

But ends up taking home another girl,

He thinks she is laughing with other boys

But he has no clue,

She has her eyes on him and her,

 till they leave for his room.

She thinks she likes him,

but another minute she is not so sure,

His absence makes her life incomplete,

But his presence makes her feel insecure.

She notes down every little thing he says,

and the way, things, he does,

but she will never let him know

how bad he has got her.

She will lead him on then push him out,

Maybe She tests him, maybe that’s just her type,

She shuts the door, locks him out,

But waits every second for him on the other side.

He sees in her Mystery,

hard to solve, harder to reveal,

Maybe she is a Wild heart caught in humans,

atleast, that’s what she believes,

His bond with being a Jerk is way too strong,

And for her that just won't do,

And maybe they are a little too wrong

and all this - a little too soon.