Just when I thought things could be turning around, just when I thought that maybe, just maybe I’ve met someone with values in-line with mine, just when I thought that for once I had a chance at happiness- he moves away.
I am seriously starting to think that I will end up spending my life alone, never again to have the companionship of a partner, never to have someone to come home to at the end of the day.
It is hard enough being gay. It is even harder to be gay and to be alone.
2 comments:
Sorry to hear of the rough spot, Matthew.
But I'll tell ya, bein' straight and married ain't all it's cracked up to me, either... ;)
(Ugh. Freudian slip, apparently... Should read "...all it's cracked up to be...")
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