I have a boyfriend now, and he's made of gold.
He feeds me sweet words and affection,
attention,
love.
I couldn't admit to myself that I liked her for 3 months.
It took another 2 for me to finally admit I was in love with her.
He confessed his love a week after we started, his body beneath me.
It terrifies me.
I can't trust anyone who says those words, how can I?
She promised to spend her life with me but
never did.
