I miss your stupid face
and your stupid eyes
and your stupid laugh
to my stupid jokes.

I miss the smell
of your stupid shirt
when you sleep at my house
that tight
stupid
T-shirt you always sleep in.

I miss our stupid talks
about stupid things
that don't matter in life
like comic books
and more comic books
and games
and your stupid brother.

I miss our stupid walks
and the sound
of your stupid guitar
that you don't let go
because you know it annoys me.

I miss the stupid feeling
when I'm with you
and those stupid movie nights
and your stupid comedy movies.

I really miss you, man.
Your stupid look on your face.
Your bright green eyes.
Your voice.
Your guitar.
Our talks.
Our walks.
Our bond.
My feelings toward you.
My pain toward you.
My friend.

My best friend
I fell in love with
because I'm a stupid gay man.