From the day you were born, I’ve watched you and known you. I was there for the “pink phase” and the “death metal phase” and the phase you told us wasn’t a phase, the one where you “came out” as gay. That was confusing to us because – but you like boys. You always liked boys.
Yes, you explained, but you’re gay because … you think of yourself as a boy.
All I could think, all I can think is: I love you. We love you. Continue to teach us how.
This is my post for Friday Fictioneers, in response to Rochelle and Roger’s eye-catching (haha) prompt, coming in just under the wire, I hope. It’s been a long week. Hope all who read this have/had a great weekend!