oh the insanity

his honey brown eyes look at me as i grasp his hand is mine fingers laced. i'm on cloud nine. walking hand in hand with gerard way. it's really rather odd why no one seems to stare at us as we talk and walk together ignoring the world around us. he tells me that he loves me and can't wait for tonight, i feel my face blush at his comments as he squeezes my hand tightly. we walk past a window and stop to gaze in and i see why no one says a thing to us, in the reflection of the glass is no one but me...