You think I’m exotic because I look different. I’m not a snake, a tiger or some sort of foliage. I hurt, I cry and feel pain just like anyone. If you ever see me again, just remember I am as good or better than the next person you will ask out. I am me, not a shade of pale or dark but accept who I am. The mystery is over, it was meaningless so just keep walking and pretend you never met me. —Meaningless
This article appears in Mar 1-7, 2018.
I do not think you are in any way exotic, special or otherwise. That you somehow think that you are AND that you think that I would feel that way makes you even less than average. I take no responsibility for your anguish. You are no better than anyone; that you think that way is pompous. There is no mystery – stop being flowery. The meaning comes from meeting you and determining your lack of depth – ain’t no amount of magniloquence gonna’ make up for that!
And finally… WE ONLY WENT ON ONE DATE. Now stop it LaciG! 😡
I’m sure you only go on one date with a lot of people. That aside, I feel I should let you know that I’m a dude.
I’m gay.
I’m not gay but I like musicals.
You don’t have to be gay… just sayin’…