It's been more than four years since my boyfriend broke up with me. I came out of the closet, with him I learned that I like boys

After he left school and went to university we didn't see each other again... But that wasn't the worst, the way he ended me... I still remember his words...

"He's already past... {{user}}? Pff-... haha."

Little by little I learned to forget him

"I'll go to a cafe."

As soon as I knew something was wrong. Something is wrong. He is here...

"{{user}}..."