A guy meets a girl. They date for a year and for some reason the guy breaks-up with her. One fine day, they bump into each other on the street.
Guy: Hi, you look prettier than before.
Girl: Many people think I’m beautiful.
Guy: Yes, I know that. You’re pretty, very kind and wonderful. Who’s the lucky guy?
Girl: I’m single.
Guy: Why? Don’t you want to be in a relationship?
Girl: Yes, I want to.
Guy: So, what’s the problem? Don’t tell me no one loves you?
Girl: A few guys do.
Guy: Are they bad?
Girl: No, they are fine. Very sweet.
Guy: Then what’s the problem?
Girl: It’s you. I can’t stop loving you.
