Quandaries (with a side of bad cheesy poetry)

Such a quandary!
What do I do?
Why be happy with one kiss,
When I actually want two?

It's the wrong kind of guy
Who makes my heart yearn
Yet again, oh yes again
Will I never learn!

To be satisfied
With what I have within
To be content and happy
With a wonderful (grimace) grin

Back to square one
How did I get here again?
(That's rhetorical, you know
Yet always asked times ten)