The boy who made her cry brought her unforgettable pain, hatred that penetrated into her bones, and sadness that seeped into her blood...
The boy who made her laugh fulfilled all her expectations for love, realized all her wishes for love, and cured almost all her injuries and pains...
Should a girl remember the boy who made you cry, or the boy who made you laugh?
The rational answer must be the latter, but the reality is often the opposite.
The price is tears.
The little princess of tears.