Well, listen.....
I'm a bisexual and i found that out this summer when i was working with this girl that was very cute and very funny. She and I became friends and soon after that i started to like her. Just the way she talks, her shyness, her artistic talent..... I couldn't get her off my mind.....
Very soon..... I started to dream about her. I'd wake up every morning with my head in my hands trying to think about what i was doing. My entire family is christian/catholic and being gay/bisexual is not supported by my religion :T so blah blah blah point to title of post :T
Anyways, It started getting worse when I only went to work just to see her. I couldn't stand it when she was sick or out of town..... If she was then i might not have gone in the first place.....
But then when summer ended...... we were separated.... she lived too far away for us to meet up anywhere, and the closest i could see her was next summer when she would be working again.... The day before we started school i confronted her, ready to confess my feelings; but just my luck her mom came and told her they had to go, she quickly asked what it was i was going to say and i just smiled and said "I'll tell you later...." She smiled back and then left..... i haven't seen her since and i really miss her.
I never told my parents that i was like this.... and only few of my friends know this secret.....
I hope one day i'll be able to share it with my loved ones.
I'm a bisexual and i found that out this summer when i was working with this girl that was very cute and very funny. She and I became friends and soon after that i started to like her. Just the way she talks, her shyness, her artistic talent..... I couldn't get her off my mind.....
Very soon..... I started to dream about her. I'd wake up every morning with my head in my hands trying to think about what i was doing. My entire family is christian/catholic and being gay/bisexual is not supported by my religion :T so blah blah blah point to title of post :T
Anyways, It started getting worse when I only went to work just to see her. I couldn't stand it when she was sick or out of town..... If she was then i might not have gone in the first place.....
But then when summer ended...... we were separated.... she lived too far away for us to meet up anywhere, and the closest i could see her was next summer when she would be working again.... The day before we started school i confronted her, ready to confess my feelings; but just my luck her mom came and told her they had to go, she quickly asked what it was i was going to say and i just smiled and said "I'll tell you later...." She smiled back and then left..... i haven't seen her since and i really miss her.
I never told my parents that i was like this.... and only few of my friends know this secret.....
I hope one day i'll be able to share it with my loved ones.
