Even after you ruined me for any other, I cannot regret you. Even as I cleave the flesh of wanting from the bone, I hope the night sky is pretty wherever you are.
the images of us being together flash through my mind. My soul yearns to be closer to yours. You will never know me as anything more than me, but I will always know you as my world.
I can't stop thinking about you Your eyes are so blue.. I remember when I first met you Something sparked in me I wanted to know everything about you And then you smiled... God that smile I can still feel my heart melting when I think about you I knew from the beginning But I didn't I knew there was something different about you Something special I wonder if you feel the same way? I didn't think so
I remember the first time someone explained to me what the word gay meant. We were in middle school Playing on the swing set behind Stoy Elementary "He’s so gay," she said Bitter disgust poured out of her mouth with every syllable I could not think as to why being happy could be such a horrible thing And so I asked My exact words being “Whats so wrong with being happy?” Now both my friends looked at me weird “Don’t you know what gay means?” “Doesn’t it mean to be happy?” “You’re such a little kid, gay does not mean happy. Gay is a boy who likes another boy” I stood there wondering why it mattered so much that a boy liked another boy; why it was such a distasteful thing. And why it meant gay couldn’t still mean happy.
Want to pass notes on my phone Like we're in grade school? Might be more fun Than reading the safety guide For this airplane Plus, if the plane goes down We're ****** anyway