Day 15
Again, plan backfired. I haven't seen a single piece of you. Not even your shadow. It took me a whole night to think about my confession yet, you're not in there. I guess it's not really the right time to confess. I'll just let this feelings fade. It's not accepted by the society anyway.
A boy like me loving a man like you is not accepted by this judgemental society of us.
Writing this entry,
Kino Angeles
YOU ARE READING
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