Just the honey in your eyes.

And who said I could only fall in love with honey eyes that show femininity? Why is the world like this? Why do they teach us from early to love our opposite sex? Why don't you just teach us to love someone by the way you treat us, or by the way you are, or by your personality? But no, simply teach us to love someone just because of our opposite sex, I want the world to raise children to love, amen regardless of the outward appearance of people, simply love a person...

I have never been a supporter of people who think that love exists only between a man and a woman, I think that love can be found in a thousand ways and that each person thinks or feels something different, to be it by a person, an animal, an object , no matter what or who you have that love, as long as it is the love of the good does not matter what others say because it is their love, because it is their life and no one has anything to say in your life.

Do I ever fall in love with someone of my own sex? The answer is yes, I fall madly in love with eyes color male honey, I feel that in them I could find everything I needed, I felt that someone finally understood me, felt something I had never felt for a female eyes, only felt love without caring about Who were those eyes, they were beautiful, wonderful and beautiful, and not only I speak of their eyes, but also of their athletic figure of muscular boy, besides that it looked a little lower than me...

I saw for the first time those beautiful eyes when I walk through that door, that fucking door where nobody ever entered, out there I enter the most beautiful being I have ever seen, it was dark, shaved hair, had a dark complexion, an athletic body as I had already mentioned and those Herm Bears honey-colored eyes that made me feel like I didn't need more sugar in my life; Well if that handsome and beautiful boy was now my neighbor, in the department where I live there are very few people, did not want to live in that neighborhood because it is said that several deaths have occurred on those sides and they are afraid to live there, but apparently that boy did not give Scared nothing and decided to live here, in my mind I thought  "It's a guy who doesn't scare you anything, that's interesting ".

Every morning I woke up at the same time so I could see him exercising without a shirt, every damn day I filled with hatred to see how many girls were coming to him to say something stupid, those girls only drool for him, they did not only look their beautiful body and NA Gives more, they could not even think about how that person would really, they did not think about how the could be happening, if something bothered him, if something upset him... But no... They only thought about how good and muscular that boy was, and how he hated it when they approached him alone with that intent.

I never decided to talk to him because I was afraid of being rejected and thought I was a psychopath for talking to him or if he already realized how he looked at him every morning, I was afraid of his reaction, I was afraid of how I could react that handsome guy...

It had already been about three months since I moved to the apartment next door and the only thing I could get from him is to look at me or give me a smile of friendship, I loved every time I looked or smiled , as I knew that he looked at me alone and nobody else, as I loved to look at me with those beautiful eyes color honey or maybe it was not his eyes, but it was him that my heart was accelerating, it was rare for me to feel all this , since I had not been interested in a boy in what I live, I had always been interested in women, but I must admit that it did not feel different, after all is still the same love, only from another perspective, but it was love and just love.

I just wanted him to know about my existence, that he wanted me the same way he did with him, but he couldn't find the way to look at me, I'm too shy to even talk to him, but I wanted to be a part of his life. , who wanted every time a girl will approach him he said he has me in his life and he doesn't need anyone else in it, but I know that those false hopes were not possible, had so many people behind him that he would not notice me though Do your best... But I could not sit idly by, not with him...

Until that day when I finally decided to finally try to make it look at me. As I knew from what time I started exercising I came out "by chance " From my department at the same time he did, and so I could greet him when I saw him, and I could give away one of those beautiful smiles I had, and that did, I came out I found him coming out of his  House and did what I had planned to do, and it turned out better than I thought... There we were one in front of the other, we only looked, doing nothing, without saying anything, just standing there without anything else, when suddenly I speak... That beautiful voice has fuck, is the most Manly and virile voice I ever heard, was too beautiful just like him and what he told me was even more beautiful.

 "You have beautiful honey-colored eyes "