Poking at my Greek salad, I looked around the table at the young man I liked to call my best guy friend.
Big bites, small giggles.
I laughed because he did.
"What was that again?"
It's almost like I was an afterthought...
And in that moment, I realized, I had never felt more alone.
Found
Poking at my Greek salad, I looked around the table at the young man who called me his sunshine. His lover. His whole life.
Big bites, shared giggles.
"Hey, don't steal my olive!"
"But I like olives too, and you have two."
And in that moment, I realized, I felt loved.
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