Sometimes, just sometimes, I think that I have found someone who will love me.
But each time I think I have found someone, I realise they like me for the outside; they are not realizing the person inside of me... Im pansexual, and half of my exes didn't know that. I love wolves, and they didn't even know that.
Im a boy but everyone mistakes me for a girl- I don't really mind; im just Joey in the end.
There was a girl who was VERY fond of me. To the point where she started dressing like me and even copied my hairstlye- don't think this was the end of it. In class she would text me asking "Reuben hello!". If I didn't respond she would say "Are you breaking up with me?!", getting upset and worked up. When we were on a date, she looked at me and said "I love you...", leaning over to kiss me. I leant away.
" You love me for what I look like. You don't even know me. I didn't want to sudddenly end our 'relationship', but I can tell you love me for the person outside."
I guese I wasn't meant to love anyone in particular...
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