Those eyes.
Those eyes that I'm forced to watch only from across the room.
Why?
Because those eyes are taken.
Those eyes don't see me.
They only see him.
A boy much taller than i am has taken those eyes.
A boy much taller than i am fills those eyes with joy.
A boy much taller than i am has the chance to see those eyes as they cry, to make them happy again.
He has the light within them.
The light i have been yearning for since freshman year when i first saw those eyes.
Yet that other boy has been there the whole time.
I guess that's just how it goes.
Those eyes hold the memories of childhood wonder, and represent everything i never had, and everything ive ever wanted.
I want those eyes in my life.
Unfortunately, those eyes dont want me.
They only want that tall boy...
I have had a crush on Patrick Stump since the beginning of freshman year. For four years i have kept myself closeted. Not even my closest friends know.
Sometimes i think its a mistake that i never came out. But what's the use? I would never have a chance anyways.
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Watching You Two From The Closet
FanfictionThe tale of a high schooler, Pete Wentz, closeted and wishing he had the courage to not only come out as being gay, but having even the slightest chance with his crush, Patrick. Fortunately, Patrick indeed was gay. Unfortunately, he had a boyfriend.
