*I* want to be the girl
and i'm tired of pretending I don't. I want to be her princess. I want her to tell me what to do. I want her to call me pretty. i want to dress cute. i want to dress like a comfy librarian with sweaters and scarves and long skirts with glasses. I want to make her food and to make her bed when she leaves for work and wash her clothes and fold them and put them away. I want her to kiss me on the hand lovingly and softly rub my knuckles or maybe put her hand on my knee as we talk. i want her to buy me flowers and give them to me on a picnic where I make her favorite sandwiches. i want to shave my legs. and my arms. i want her to move my hair behind my ear and kiss my cheek and call me her darling. I want her to be my entire world. nobody could ever suspect this when they see me. in real life i'm just a guy. but I want this to be me so bad. all of my life up until now has been such a lie.