when one boy kisses you and forgets your name the next day,
you can be sad that day
you can
but the next day, you find that other boy, the boy who looks at you like you are magick
and learn that you are not a library book to be checked out and shoved under the bed
he will love you, remember your name, he will be there the next day and the day after that and after that and after that

-c.j.