what is it that makes all else pointless, that which causes girlish minds to cast aside friends. and for this reason it always ends.....a boy. what is the reason for dreams put on hold, a justification for an ignorent pause. no feet put in front of the other, its only cause...a boy. who is it that makes bordom a habit, a habit which becomes your own. and even with him there you feel alone...a boy. what is a boy that makes wings a reality, he who is the best of all friends. and whos friendly love never ends.... a boy who likes and dreams with similarity, who makes it know you are the brightest star. and where he wants to be is where you are......a man.
