Boys are not oxygen,
I can live without them, breathe and survive,
So why am I so desperate to obtain one?
Aching with the longing of a starving child,
Yearning for food and love...
But just for a member of the male species...

I want him to hold me,
admire me from a distance,
converse with his friends about me,
love me,
tickle me,
cuddle with me,
cry with me,
laugh and joke and smile and squeeze,
and sleep and talk and watch and play and
share a life that is fulfilling for us
both.
Not two people, but one person.
Not two lives, but on life.

Together, never apart, even as obstacles and distance penetrate our love.

I want HIM.
But for now I am lonely,
And insanely, definitely, surely, boy crazy.