I want to fall in love very soon.
A fast love that lasts for a season,
and then we accept the circumstances
under which we must oblige.

I need a band-aid.
Someone to patch up my wounds
for a bit until I heal.
And then a quick sting,
and it's over.

I always tell myself,
you don't need anyone to love you
besides yourself.
Oh, but then I say,
a boy makes it much more fun.