We all suffer, undercover brother, I’ll be there, I’ll keep you warm.

Around 7 months ago I asked you to be my girlfriend behind a microphone in front of a packed pub in broadway. We live together now, I cook you clean, I buy too many DVDs but you don’t tell me not to, you forgive me when I take all the covers and I let you in on my showers. I love you.

When I was younger I worried about having a boyfriend so much so that I propositioned a boy in my year 4 class (who I pretty sure still picked his nose and ate it) a little like this “look everyone is being boyfriend and girlfriends and you don’t have a girlfriend and I don’t have a boyfriend. Unfortunately the proposal was turned down, well I can only presume it was, he was shy, and didn’t speak much English or at least not a lot of English to me ANYWAY it ended on him walking away, probably to pick his nose, which in hindsight is a positive for me, no one likes booger breath.

Get it?

Follow your heart and keep mine close. Surrender your body to me and soothe our woes. Lay in love when we are apart. Fonder we grow, I am yours.

First time ever. So. In. Love.