darkangel6191

I want to be the kind of guy that can wear a white tee, black jeans, and still look alive in greyscale photos. I want to have the kind of look that burns a hole through your monochromasia, the guy that doesn't mind getting soaked by the rain. I want to be the kind of guy that can run forwards holding a flag that screams, "justice for all!" and smile. I want to be the kind of guy that someone would love to be loved by. That kind of honest, eccentric guy- who doesn't care that his chromosomes are XX, because he knows who he is, and has made himself the man he wanted to be.

When you hold me, My skin burns where you touch it The space in your neck Is where my head does fit When you kiss me, I'm not even there. I've gone somewhere much, much better Because I know that you care. When you tell me you love me My cheeks, they flush red And I get this weird feeling On the top of my head When you hold my hand I can't help but catch your eye And I know for certain You're a special guy When you and I hug I can't even describe This amazing feeling That I get inside. When you smile at me I can't help but turn my head, Flash a smile, And hide the cheeks that are red When you look into my eyes I und