your my dude…
your my dude with the sweepy blonde hair, and blue eyes. your my dude who couldnt give a donkys hoof what people think of him, and stays in his own beautiful world. your my dude who spends whole saturdays in bed, eating bacon sarnies and playing stupid xbox games. your my dude who i have insane conversations about time machines and his rule book of excuses. your my dude, who is utterly amazing, and who id love to spend wrapped in your arms. your my dude, who i hope feels the same way, and i just think you may.
