When I see you, I feel like I know you. When you meet me you say hello simply as a token of politeness that only resonates and gives me the impression that I know you and appreciate you more and more each time. Day after day, month after month, year after year nothing has changed except perhaps the confusion that has not left me since the first time. This confusion like a pendulum resonates, and I wonder if I want you with me all this time or if I want you as a simple boy that you are, deep down I have always loved you but is it reasonable to love each other so quickly. But above all....
If only you loved boy
YOU ARE READING
BOY
Short StoryBeing a boy, being different, being somebody, yes but is it possible ?
