Alarmed,

the guy jumped off of me and retracted his hands.

Curling into myself,

I allowed the pain of the situation to settle in.

Hey, what's wrong?

He whispered to me,

voice tinted with worry.

Did I hurt you?

I shook my head

and looked up at him.

I'm sorry.

He said sincerely.

And I realized it was now or never.

So staring into his anxious eyes,

I finally said it.

I'm gay.

Surprise clouded his face

before guilt overcame it.

And I thought that maybe if I had sex with you,

these feelings would go away.

The sudden reveal left a heavy weight over us

as my body continued to shake.

But it didn't.

I sucked in a breath of air.

And I think I made it worse.

To say I was shocked when he pulled me into his arms

would be an understatement.

And with the warmth and safety I felt with him,

I couldn't help but let out the rest of my tears.

~Sarah