Unrequittedlove Stories

I lay there, thinking of what could have and what should have been, if only our world were a bit closer. If only, you could have been straighter. If only I, if only, I was a bit braver. I lay in my bed wistfully thinking how it would have been nice to get to know you deeper. To get to feel the touch of your skin a little while longer. To look at you in the eye without holding back. To laugh with you. To walk with you, sid...