Sorry. "I can do this!" With a flowers in my hand, I started walking, eyes on the pathway, full of determination, I caught his attention, his looking at me, eyes is pleading, i stirred a bit. "But, No! I can do this." "Hey, You're here." "Yeah, hope you don't mind." "I don't mind, no worries." "F-flowers?" "Oh that's for me, thanks." Still his eyes is pleading, because he knows it's going to happen. "But it's been decided, i decided it so I'm gonna do it!" I give him the flower, looking at his eyes, showing my determination. Once the flowers is in his hand, i held his chin pleading him to look at me. I kiss him, and close my eyes to feel it, but no response, and it kills me. As I watch him walking away, my tears is falling, And i notice my surroundings, full of judgement, hearing heinous words, as if being gay is a big crime. "Is it my fault that I'm like this, is it my fault that my body is accidentally put in a man's body? Whyyy? I maybe look like a man to you, but in my heart, I'm a woman!"
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Very inspiring article! 🙂
Thank You very munch 😊😊