Sometime in between trying to remember a part of my life and being in charge of a company, I met this girl.
She was beautiful. Big brown eyes, long wavy hair, pale skin and plump lips. She's Korean too.
Her name was Kim HyeJi.
She was a song writer at our company.
I fell in love with her so on a new years eve company party I asked her out.
She said yes and for the first time since I came back to America I was genuinely happy.
At the back of my mind, my dad's voice replayed as I kissed HyeJi's lips.
"How can one forget its sexuality?"
Then I remembered, before I lost a part of my memory, I was gay. But your preferences can change right?
One minute I was gay, the next I wasn't.
And it wasn't like, I still had feelings for the boy named Jeonghan, I mean how could I? I can't even remember what he looked like.
