Love is about ego.

At least, it is when you're a teenager.

People don't understand that when you're a teenager it's not really the person that matters. It doesn't matter if you'll never go out with them unless you're half-drunk and he/she is photoshopped and wearing a lot of makeup. It's just that you want people, any people, to love you. If the guy you like loves you too, then that's the bonus.

It's in this frame of mind that many of us enter adolescence. And some of us get our prayers answered - we are the gods of idolatry for the majority of the opposite sex. And then for others, you go largely unnoticed.

It's not that you want that. It's not that you want chocolates or jewellery or hugs or kisses or cards...okay, I'm joking. You want that more than you want food or water or oxygen. But I'm saying is that the worst part about being a mere mortal in love is the ego bashing.

Why don't they love you? What's wrong with you? You love them, why can't they return the favour. What's so good about her, what does she have that you haven't? You quickly drown in poisonous thoughts like these.

It's a part of the teenage psyche I have tried hopelessly to avoid. No matter how I try it still hurts when you're not in the limelight of the love games. As Amy March said, you don't need many lovers, you just need one, if he's the right one.

But even if we only want one, we always want many. Because if you don't have many, how do you know if you'll get one?