I meet this pretty boy who laughs like angel,
and makes everything around him feel like an absolute haven.
His deep brown eyes stares into mine like he is reading my soul,
Maybe that's right cuz he knows everything about me even before he's told.
My pretty boy loves to write,
While I just want to read every word he bleed.
He says he isn't a good man but then he cooks, cleans, helps his mom, bring flowers and pull a chaire for me.
He feels like the bad weather that makes you fall at peace,
I want to know and love him in every universe that exists.
