i am sitting on a bench. i see a million black guys walk by. but then i see one white. he has black hair, skinny jeans, and a t shirt for hollywood undead. i want to approach him. but i'm scared. scared of what he might think. because i am an african american. of course a million white girls surround him. but then he sees me, sitting alone.
"what's wrong?" he asks
"well, i see all these black guys, but the one i'm attracted to is you."
"you do know that i'm white."
"yeah, i'm not color blind."
"well, just so you know, i like african american girls and i'm pretty sure that i like you. do you only like emo guys?"
"no, i like all white guys, they're just awesome."
"well, i dont know what to say but would you take my hand?"
" i would love to."
and we walked away into the sunset. oh how i wish that would really happen.....