Wrongly Innocent Love

His eyes wee a beautiful mix of milk and dark chocolate. His muscles were perfectly defined in his arms and legs; I could only imagine what was underneath.

Long, lucious, brown hair flowed perfectly straight to his shoulders. In my mind, he was a god.

My smile grew wide as I listeded to his beautiful voice. He sang with such a melody that I wanted it to never end, never.

And that was it. One moment, one glance, one melodic note forever changed my heart. It was right then that I wanted him to be mine. He was perfect; everything I had only dreamt about. Although he was 21 years older than me, I fell in love.

I see his eyes on me; my heart stops. I felt happy. This was a feeling I had only hoped I could feel someday. And now I felt it. Being with him was something to live for; something I had wanted all my life.

And I kept on feeling this, until my friends told me he was gay. -_-