The Ballet And Boxer

(This is a rewrite of my first! But it's completely different!)

Why can't he see that I like him? That my love for him has grown over these past few years? We grew up together. We both knew each other. But did we really? If he did he would've known my feelings for him had developed. I know that we're opposites...

He's rough. I'm gentle.

He's a fighter. I'm not.

He's trained to show no empathy. I'm trained to show compassion.

And lastly....

He's straight. And I'm gay.