I grew up with a boy named Alyx

I grew up with a boy named Alyx

whose eyes were tinged

with copper and hazel hues

and lips painted upwards

in constant limbo between

a smirk and a smile

overbearingly smug

acting as if he always

knew more than me

I grew up with a boy named Alyx

whose words

severed any hospitality

between us

continuous quarrels and

disagreements

over trivial concerns

arrogant and pompous

when it came to his opinion

I grew up with a boy named Alyx

whose tears etched

across my bones

engraving all of his secrets

into the veins that

coursed through my limbs

a silent agreement

between us

formed that night

I grew up with a boy named Alyx

whose fingertips

plucked a perfect tune

every time we came in

contact with each other

his smirk trailed along my ribcage

like a butterfly's touch

lust and hatred

the only concepts we knew

I grew up with a boy named Alyx

whose laughter

left a bruise on my hips

an ache vibrating

in my chest

every time

his name was uttered

he left a cum stain

on my heart