
There was a boy
Sweet and Soft and full of Love…
I met him at a party.
We had something in common
we both like boys, which is fine,
Though
I’m partial to girls too.
In any case a month went by,
and we met again. A Friday night, raining and dark and fun
dancing and smoking and drinking
I don’t know how it started.
I think I kissed his cheek
But someone kissed someone,
The. Music. Beating. Loud.
And it breaks my heart to admit,
It was the best kiss of my life.
We kissed a lot.
Someone in the background saying “Has he forgotten he’s gay?”
N o p e
He’s gay
And the best kiss of my life.
What can you do?


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