I love him… And at heart, I didn’t want to.

There’s this guy at my school. He’s very, very openly gay.

And we keep running into each other.

In the cafeteria, in the halls, we pass each other and exchange hellos. I wasn’t hesitant to say hello or anything like that. I decided right away that I would be friendly because he’s a person, too, and from experience, no matter who the person, they deserve and need to be loved.

So I did. Asked about his day, laughed with him at life and I really enjoyed his witty remarks… Continue reading