there's a boy in my class

Idk, i'm gay and this might turn into an actual story. Feedback is welcome

There’s a boy in my class

And

I don’t love him

But I think I could.

(Even though I’m a guy too)

I think I could love his badly dyed red hair

It’s like a patchy abstract watercolor shitshow

All frizzled from too much Manic Panic and bleach

I think I could love his blackberry lips

(That’s what I imagine they taste like)

‘Cause everyday he has them in his lunch

He loves anime

He listens to My Chemical Romance and he dances in the rain

(A HUGE NERD)

He’s the weirdo at the back of the classroom

There’s almost always a bruise on his face

A blackberry bruise

I could kiss it better with a blackberry mouth.

You know when you hear music that makes you want to smile and dance and sing along?

That’s his laugh.

It’s not perfectly in tune.

Can you see it? Can you see us?

I think I’m already falling…………

Author's Note

feedback is welcome (i know it sucks)

Reviews

[BThomvanWart]

This is such a dope piece. Rough around the edges, but it comes from the heart and I think that means a lot more than anything else. I remember feeling like this about guys in my classes and it's both a nostalgic, but tragic memory. Tragic because I never really put myself out there to even consider the fact that anyone could be part of the LGBTQ+ community. But, I digress. It's a good piece. I could totally see this as something you'd remember in the future and look back on.

[DarkArtz 0703]

I like this... makes me think of a guy I used to like... very good job Galaxy
K.