It's 2:19am. The cool and light breeze coming through my open window feels good. I'm lying on the bed with my laptop while my partner is sound asleep next to me. I gaze at his face feeling sorry for him. He looks so tired. I wish I could do something to help him. I want to make him happy. I want to see the bags under his eyes disappear. I want him to be filled with so much happiness that he explodes with joy! I wonder what he's dreaming about?
My Secret Garden
the confessions of a gay man...
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