I found a boy
who looks after me when I’m sick, lets me use him as a pillow, plays the guitar to me, sends me blues songs late at night, who can discuss poetry, who is interested in politics but has differing and interesting views as if he actually knows what he’s talking about, who is passionate about music and his family and his dog, who is cute and always smiles and laughs at my jokes….
So why is this all so confusing?
