Boy.

You were young, unbridled, wildly unaware of adulthood 

You were afraid, attached still to mother's breast, and yet wished to peal away 

You were stupid, making promises and giving away your heart to me, without certainty 

You were unfair, asleep half the time, never bothered to consider my soul

You were lustful, though still a boy, it came as no surprise, that you thought of love only with your eyes 

You were lacking, in everything but handsomeness, I must remind myself of your unique pairing 

You were shallow, relying on pretentiousness and conceit to carry your insecurities 

And then you were gone, and I missed you- young, afraid, stupid, unfair, lustful, lacking, shallow, lovely man.