We used to make love every night. I miss those nights when it was intimate and just right. You looked me in the eyes and kept me safe. When we were together, I knew everything would be okay. But after a while, the sex became less and less. I was struggling because I was feeling a mess. We'd argue each and every single day. All my life I had people calling me bisexual and gay. You used to be the one I called my lover. Until the truth came out and everything was uncovered. I miss the person I called my best friend. I'm just scared that our relationship would end. We used to have amazing sex every night. When we made love, everything...