|Heartaches make good poems|
|And mistakes good prose|
The symmetry that closes the circumference of flirtatious encounters with the opposite sex lies in this premise: boys want the chase, girls like to be chased after. But there's this irony about us, humans, that we can't help but be seduced by what we cannot easily comprehend. Girls also want to be the ones doing the chasing; we consciously or subconsciously like the mystery, we loathe the obvious.
I'd rather have a guy who does not know how to begin saying how lovely I am over the one who continuously does. Some boys just don't know the power of insinuation. Some boys are innately good at it that girls would give anything to rack his brains out. If boys would stop playing over girls' feelings and enter their minds instead, there'll be less broken hearts.
But more madness.