Love is often described as wholesome and fulfilling. You see elderly couple hand in hand in the store or young couple's flirty and vibrant. But not all love can be this way. Some love is distant and forbidden. "I really like him," Mya said her our co-worker, "but it's weird for me because I'm gay"
I overheard this conversation which validated my feelings for her as well. Through our time working together we would cling together talking, or avoid each other advidely. I slipped away knowing in my heart that even with the odds stacked against me I had to try. She was amazing. Creative and quirky, kind and yet stubborn. And so much more than I can...