Coming Out

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It was our first day back from winter break, when I saw her.

The moment she walked into our classroom, I knew she was going to ruin my life in the best way possible.

I think as soon as my eyes fell on her, I liked her.

I could hear the sound of my heart beating like a drum. Ba Boom

And then I heard her voice, and dang that voice could drive anyone mad. Ba Boom

But I pushed that away, because I wasn’t out to anyone yet and I still wasn’t sure myself.

We became friends pretty quickly, we got really close and she trusted me.

She told me things she never told anyone before.

She showed me things that hurt her and I kissed her scars away.

About a month and a half later on February twenty-first, we were talking when she told me she liked me. I told her I didn’t know how I felt, but she still asked me out.

My heart raced a thousand miles a minute.

I said yes we were young and naïve. But I know one thing for sure. I was in love with her.

We were toxic for each other. We hurt each other. But I loved her.

We were on and off. Eventually we got tired of hiding.

We brought all of our close friends together and told them that we were dating.

Word spread fast.

Some weren’t very accepting and dropped us. But others didn’t care and still were friends with us.

After a while of being on and off, my friends gave up on me because they hated seeing me hurt.

But what could I do? I loved her.

She was the first person I loved, the person that I will always love

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