June 15, 1999. I met this man name Stephan. He's really tall, handsome, and smart. A 100% boyfriend material. We became friends and so on. But the thing is.... He's straight.
I lost my hope that he will be mine someday when he introduced me to his girlfriend. It hurt so much to watch them laughing together, but what can I do?I'm just his friend who's ready all the time to support him.
They're being lovely, while I'm here dying. They're laughing while I'm crying every night. They're being a perfect couple while here I am, broke and tired.
I wish I'm the one, the one who will makes you laugh, the one who feeds you every lunch hour, the one who..... hold your hand and walk you to your house. I wish I'm the one.
June 15, 1999. I met this man name Louis. He's sweet, small, fragile, smart and good at cooking. A 100% boyfriend material. We became friends and so on. But the thing is.. I develop a feeling towards him. And this feelings are what we call love I guess? And I'm afraid that I'll loose him if I confess this feelings to him.
I want him by my side so badly so I lied to my self and lied to him. I dated a girl because I thought I'll forget this feelings if i dated someone but I'm completely wrong.
He distance himself and I can't reach him anymore. I saw him with another man holding his shoulder. It makes my stomach spin and it makes me weak to think that I'll loose him.
They're being lively, while I'm being a stone cold. They're being too touchy, while here I am, wanting to break the hand of that man who keep holding his hand. I wish I'm the one who makes you laugh, who makes you feel loved, the person who will hold your hand all the time.
And I guess heaven listen to my wishes, and here I am holding your hands in front of this altar. The man who will soon to be your husband. The man who will hold your hands until death separate us.
"I'll always makes you happy from now on and forever my sweet and fragile Louis.
"And I'll always cook for you from now on and forever my Stephan.
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