USUK Take Me to Church Song FictionMore Like This
My lover's got humour
She's the giggle at a funeral
Knows everybody's disapproval
I should've worshipped her sooner
If the heavens ever did speak
She's the last true mouthpiece
Every Sunday's getting more bleak
A fresh poison each week
"Artie! Look at this!"
I turn around and see my blonde love with 3 styrofoam cups. Two with the bottom parts cut off and on each ear, and the third one in his mouth.
"I. Am. A. Robot."
I looked at him, not surprised at his stupidity and begin to laugh. "Oh Alfred, you look so stupid," I said with a smile. "Then again, I don't think I would be with you if you weren't."
Alfred takes off the styrofoam cups and throws them in the trash can. He walks to me and wraps his arms around my waist, then gives me a small kiss on my head and smiles. "You got that right! You know you love this American hero! Even if I am an idiot!"
I smile and give him a small peck on his lips. "Yes, not everyone gets super dru