11 May 2012
As he walked out of the bar, my eyes following he shadow. I felt an urge. I just couldn't let him go. There was something special about this guy; i could feel it.
I followed him out of the door. I called to him. Hey. Didn't catch your name! He turned around and told me his name. He asked: What do you care? I was just curious I answered. We sat down and talked. We had this special connection. We spoke for a few hours, and agreed we'd find each other again. I saw him a few times after that, at the bar, and at my place, and I fell for him.
One day, I came to the bar, at the usual time, but he wasn't there. Months passed. I looked for him, but he was nowhere to be found. Now I'm dying to see that beautiful man again. My lost love. -------------------- Loosely based on a personal - experience. Put into a gay context, to show my support for gay rights.
The Affair • Opuss № I