If I were a boy,
I would kiss her to sleep every night,
And hold her by the waist, just the way she likes;
If I were a boy,
I would bring her chocolates and fries,
And make her laugh, just to see the wrinkles beneath her eyes;
If I were a boy,
I would never let go of her hand,
And walk her to her house, just to have some extra minutes to spend;
If I were a boy,
I would show her off to my friends,
And after every fight I would never hesitate to be the one to mend;
If I were a boy,
I would play with her hair and her cats,
And kiss her every time she would say that she’s fat;
If I were a boy,
I would bring her flowers,
And take her on field trips and gardens and bowers;
If I were a boy,
I would tell her I mean to keep,
And sit beside her smiling looking at her face while she sleeps;
If I were a boy,
I would take all her problems away,
And massage her shoulders after a long and tiring day;
If I were a boy,
I would remember all the small things,
And always remember the dates and won’t forget the timings;
If I were a boy,
I would give her my heart,
And tell her how she’s always been so beautiful and smart;
If I were a boy,
I would tell her she’s my world,
And she’s absolutely perfect the ways she walks around and twirls.
-by Tanya Rana
