being in a town of Christian’s in the 1800s was all he knew…it was all he knew it’s all anyone knows here.

you both met each other one day during a church gathering you where both paired to work on a stall together for a few hours and within those hours love began to spark

he didn’t realise it at first not until he felt small reactions in his pants… what’s going on?

you’re both men, this sort of love is frowned upon and he knew it little did he know you felt the same way

weeks pass you see eachother all the time it’s like fate constantly bumping into eachother in the church at stores at your local park everywhere. It was meant to be

one day you where sat in the bar nursing a whisky when he sits next to you gently nodding his head then buying himself a drink

“Fancy seeing you here?” his voice laced with this untold story this untold love that can’t be shared in a world not made for him