I curse under my breath, swatting at
The blood-******* pest that silently sat
Within the wilderness on my leg.
I **** another, buzzing at my neck.
With blood-stained hands I gaze
At the blood-stained sky, and I face
The reality. As the crickets sing
A summer harmony, I sit missing
Every part of you.

With the ancient lights that slowly
Twinkle into a stellar sea,
I am moved to the times
I remember only in rhymes
I wrote to you at midnight.
Blinded in the dark with the light
Of my phone, I waited for your reply.
A heart, a blush, a smile; you made my
Day with just emojis. The hormones that
Rushed in my blood were packed
With love and lust for you.

The raging testosterone has abated
With puberty, but I had still waited
Because the love and lust has not.
I sit, in love with you, on a hot
Summer night, but you fail
To reciprocate. I sit, pale,
For no longer can I blame
You for not feeling the same.
You're dead now.