The girl who cried love

A littel girl, who played with a flock of men in a bar in a village, said over and over, I love you, I love you... and when the men loved her back, she laughed at them for their pains.
A lover however, did truly come at last. The little girl, now really in love, shouted and beggend: "Pray, do come and love me; please please please"; but the lover paid no attention to her cries, nor gave any love. He how ever, having no trust or intrest in her. For his own pleasure used her and left her to cry.
There is no believing a liar, even when she speaks the truth.