This story reminds me of my high school years. It was freshman year when I met him, we were both closeted gays and clearly loved each other, we never discussed it but we held hands and kissed in private. In our 11th year he moved states because of his dad's work and we lost contact. I still miss him and think of him regularly. this story made me feel so nostalgic
This story reminds me of my high school years. It was freshman year when I met him, we were both closeted gays and clearly loved each other, we never discussed it but we held hands and kissed in private. In our 11th year he moved states because of his dad's work and we lost contact. I still miss him and think of him regularly. this story made me feel so nostalgic