Boyfriend

I’ve always wanted a boyfriend.

Yes, a boyfriend. Just one.

I get one.

We click.

Something and something.

We split.

But that’s not the end of it.

He wants to come back.

I say, no!

I say, maybe?

I say, yes.

Sex takes me out into our universe.

You are my universe.

I love our universe.

You fill only 70% of the void.

I need another.

Boyfriend.