Watchmakerrr

There is a handsome man sitting next to you and the smile on his face is saying he loves you. He is seventeen and naïve, still a child in many ways. He laughs like there is nothing out there that can hurt him, like it doesn't matter about all the bad in the universe, so long as there is good to go with it. And you don't think it's his age,  it just seems to be a part of him; like his bony elbows and the way he laughs, sometimes holding what he's found funny inside because he doesn't have the words yet to describe why it's making him grin, the rest of the time sharing it with anyone around, as though he's passing the humour round, lettin

▲: i'm not gay! ▼: sure your not bro ▲: i'm not! ▼: its okay you know ▼: you can come out of the closet now ▲: everyone seems to think i am! ▲: what? no! ▼: everyone knows your not a homosexual john ▲: there are no closets to be stepping out of. ▼: except me ▼: i see the way you look bro ▼: no excuses ▼: just tell me ▼: im your bro ▲: no, but. dave! ▼: you can trust me ▲: i'm not. ▲: i'm really really not. ▼: sure ▼: and im not cool ▲: no but you are cool! ▲: you are the coolest of cool.