I miss your bittersweet taste,
I miss the way you warmed me from head to toe,
I guess I’m sleeping early tonight.
I see you everywhere I look,
And smell nothing but you in the morning air,
There’s no escape.
You made my heart skip beats,
Now I can’t have anything to do with you,
You and your over-the-counter stimulation.
Why do I keep doing this to myself?
I should just stop dreaming already,
Because this problem won’t go away tomorrow.
Author’s Note: This poem is hilariously bad and I have no regrets in writing it.