swimming pools with boys

the writings of Persy Collins

i like when he does things for me.

i like when he does things for me.

like makes my sushi, with the perfect amount of soy sauce.

or orders for me.

usually i wouldn’t like that.

but when he orders, he orders what i would order for myself anyways.

he feeds me ice cream, he says he likes the slivers he makes with his spoon.

i don’t care how thick my bites are, as long as i’m next to him while i’m eating them.

we fight, but we smile the whole time.

i like to fight with him.

but only because i love him, and he lets me be right.

no one has ever let me be right before.

no one has ever let me be right before.