Sick and Sexless

*Warning, this whole poem is basically me complaining about being sick and not able to have sex with my girlfriend. Really, I won't be offended if you don't read it*


Temperature of 102 and not
just from the strep AND
mono.

Yes, I got both.
Fucking BOTH of
them.
And now I get to
miss the first week
of school.

And that isn't even
the worst of it.
I guess being sick
with "kissing disease"
has gotten my hormones
so fucking
out
of
control
because I've never
in my life
been so turned on
for no reason.

My vagina won't
shut the fuck up.
"We haven't been
with our sexy-ass
girlfriend in a
fucking month!"
She screams.
"Why are you doing
this to me?"

In a vengeance, I
guess her and my
brain decided to
come together in an
evil plot.

So.
Many.
Wet.
Dreams.
Oh.
My.
God.

And it's not like I can
do anything about it.

Cuz, guess what?
I'm 17 and I can't
masturbate my
problems away.

It's fucking
bullshit but
my own hands
can't even
come CLOSE
to hers.

I'm just going
to have to be
completely
miserable for
the next week.

I mean, she can't
even touch me. I
will not get her
sick.

No way.

She means way too
much to me to let
her suffer through
this.

I feel like shit.
All I've been doing
is sleeping and
sleeping but it feels
like no matter for how
long I sleep I'm still
tired.

Even swallowing ice cream
feels like shards of
glass to the back of
my throat.

My pussy doesn't
care. It just keeps
soaking through all
my underwear.

This.
Is.
Killing.
Me.

God, I need sex.
Right now.

God, I want her.
Right now.

God, I feel awful.
Right now.

My whole body is just
conflicting itself
with disease and
being so fucking horny,
I'm going to explode.

All I want is her
touch. Just for
one second. I miss
the feeling of her
soft hand, her warm
tongue, of her body
as she slides into
mine...

Fuck.
Fuck.
Fuck.
Fuck.
Fuck.
Stop
Thinking
About
Fucking
You
Fucker.

This is another form
of torture just to
know my hot
girlfriend
is probably
sleeping
right now
in her
underwear.

I can't sleep.
I'm too goddamn
horny and in too
much pain.

It's completely
unreasonable but
I'm blaming her
for this.

Couldn't she just
not be so attractive?

Couldn't I just be
straight for real?

Couldn't
Shouldn't
Wouldn't

my body won't
hear it. All it
wants is sex.
With her.
Right now.

I just want to
stop being sick
for like 2 hours
just so her and I
could have a good
time.

I really miss her
so much.
I love her. I
wish she was here.

And by here, I mean
more than just next
to me.

I mean that as of right
now there is a figurative,
neon fucking arrow
pointed at my
waiting crotch.

Waiting for her.

I am so
miserable.

Sick and
sexless is
the worst
combination
known to
existence.

Fuck this.