I look at him,

Bright blue eyes and all,

Beautiful, loving,

Small. How can a man

Be so short, and yet…

So full of love?

He flings his lithe

Body entirely into

Loving everyone

Even the hardest

People to love.

The people

Like

Me.

One tender kiss

And I couldn’t go back.

He dragged me in,

Not just to his bed,

To his life,

Out the closet,

To happiness.

He forced love

upon me

Like cough medicine

But so sweet

It was sickly.

It was…

Terrifying

To be

Loved

For being-

For being-

For being

Me?