A Love Story of Young Boy

                                                             I used to be like this?

                                                            I met a gal?

                                                               She was like this...

 Together, we were like this?

 I gave her gifts like this?

 When she accepted my proposal, I was like this?

 I used to talk to her all night like this

 and at office used to do this...

 When my friends saw my gal friend, they stared like this?

 and I used to react like this?

 BUT on Valentine Day, she gave red roses to someone else like this?

 AND, I was like this?

 Which later led to this...

 I felt like doing this…

But rather did this . . .  

 I started doing this

And this...

And I ended up like this…