He Was A Boy

He was a boy And I was... Well, I was a boy too. His eyes were brown Yet mine were blue, His hair was curly Yet mine was straight, We were so different, But he was a boy And I was a boy too. I couldn't like HIS smile, right? I shouldn't like HIS dimples, right? Because he was a BOY, And I was too. Its wrong, right? That's what they told me, But when he hugged me, It felt safer than any hug before, When he said Hi to me, It felt more welcome than anything, But he was a boy. Yet my heart liked him, It liked his smile, his dimples... It liked HIM. So I decided to be brave, I decided to go against what my gut told me, Because even if we were both boys, My heart loved HIM. "I like you" I said, "i like your smile and your dimples, I like your hugs and your Hi-s" "Im sorry, but I am a boy, and so are you" My heart that loved stopped for a second, Was it all true? Were they right? When they said I shouldn't, When they said it was wrong, Were they right? Few days layer I saw him Hugging a girl, id they feel as safe as they did when he hugged me? Did they feel safe for him too because she was a girl? I stayed silent, I shut my heart down, Why try? He Is A Boy And I'm too