You see me walking down the street, holding my boyfriend's hand. You see me kiss him on the cheek while waiting in line for coffee. You see my goofy post about my boyfriend's silly faces. You define me. Straight.
I feel I'm harboring some secret, so I confide in you. My friends, my family, many are confused.
"But you're straight."
"But you're confused."
They don't understand.
Just because I've found my soulmate, doesn't mean I've "chosen a side" or "decided". I know what I am. Who I have chosen to love doesn't make me any less bisexual.
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- anonymous lover
7 years ago
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- E = hv
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- anonymous lover
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- anonymous lover
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