Untitled

A boy, a boy who's tortured, abused and hurt because of loving.

Though it meets more than the eye.

How is it that a boy could turn his life upside down and sideways?

How is that he's sacrificing his life, the contented state the people around him prefer, for....a boy.

How is that loving is wrong?

Will he be able to live without him or are they going back to their respective closets?

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Untitled to me just means that you don't have to put any specific label to
something, it's just how it is.

Untitled to me means more than "I don't know what to name myself and so I don't want to give any title to it"

Untitled, because we, people change by season and time.

Untitled because we, people, change our minds all the time.

Untitled because it doesn't matter what you are, who you are as long as there are people who love you as you are.

Spread love.