White like snow
On a freezing winter evening, with snow blanketing the streets of my hometown, colorful string lights lighting us in the dark, I find myself sitting next to my best friend, the one I've known for several years now, and for whom I've always had repressed feelings.
I spend every of my nights in fear and loneliness, every day is spent in questioning and curiosity, and this since our meeting, because in this world being homosexual is really a calvary.
As long as they stay secret, my feelings will prevent me from moving forward, I need to tell them to him, I need to free myself...
And tonight is the night I will do it.
Usaki · LGBT+
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