Wednesday, March 22, 2006

How many?

How many gay men have to tell me I look amazing (they have the best sense of style)? How many men have to whistle and call out corny pick-up lines (Yes, I am here to arrest your heart)? How many boys in the band have to flirt with me? How many old men have to smile and wink? How many men have to tell me that I am beautiful, funny, smart or sweet? That I am a diamond. That I am a catch. That I smell like apricots. How many before I have the strength to walk away from the one that has invaded my heart and mind as no other has.

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