My Dearest Boy Poem by kyle used to be nikol

and i still remember him
as if he were here yesterday
i remember him very well
i remember that boy still
that boy who loved me
that boy who cared for me
that boy who wasn't debauched by other boys
that boy who wanted to be more than friends
that boy who got nervous around me
the boy who accompanied me from school to my home
that boy who sat across the whole class and still whispered things to me
that boy who could have chosen any other boy
that boy who would have been disappointed if he knew who i am
the boy who loved me because we were kids
we were in love
where is he now
now he is grown
he got his nose pierced and he smokes till dawn
he tattoos his hands and drinks with a friend
he goes to parties
he goes to concerts
but he is lonely
and it is sad because he wouldn't have to be lonely only if he wasn't so goddamn selfish
i see him every day
i still can see that sweet little boy in his eyes
such a sad story
and i still remember that boy who loved me more than anything
-kyle used to be nikol