A Ryme for Oxytocin, Is not an easy find,
Thats why it was so hard to get it off my mind.
I know it's childish for me to hate,
but because of you, that is my fate.
How stupid is it? I hate a molecule
A device of love and desire, one of the minds tools,
I hate this tool, because of your face,
Because of your smile, Because of your waist.
I fell in love with you, or rather I fell in love with the feelings you brought,
I was an addict, I became more than distraught.
Most recently I felt, a pain in my very heart,
When I awoke from a dream and discovered we were apart.
You have planted a seed, deep within my soul,
Instead of growing large and strong, it withered and took a toll.
You said neither yes nor no,
I only hope you reap what you sew.
But know that it is because of you,
That I hate something as silly as a molecule.