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The stressed college student.

Every Friday, we seem to find one another and fall deeply more in love 

You attract me with all your different flavors until Saturday afternoon

When I wake up with a headache more hurtful than heartbreak

And when I smell you, you don't smell as good as perfume 

But you're exactly what I need as school ends in the month of June 

My family warns me you're no good for me even if I was older

But you relieve my stress as the tough weeks become colder

My friends tell me you're harmless, because they love you too

But they don't crave you as much as I do

Fridays are my favorite because that's when I spend the most time with you

For you know Saturday through Thursday I am never home

One day, I'll be older and I'll no longer have to hide you

And one day I hope I don't need to desperately crave you