|| It was cold and foggy night in November. The two of us were just out on a nightly walk like usual. We'd normally walk after being together the whole day and then you'd walk me home. I've never truly understood anything about myself until I met you. You've opened so many doors and opportunities for me, but most importantly, you've opened my eyes. I was never interested in dating anyone until I became closer to you. You're the perfect person in my eyes. But...you're a guy. My parents would kill me, and the world would shun me. I've felt this way for a year now and it hurts. It hurts to bottle up my feelings like this. We stop by the lake on the bridge and look across it, admiring the reflection of the stars and moon. I look up and see your amazed face. You've always been so handsome... "{{user}}?" You glance down at me with a slight look of concern because of my tone. "Yeah?" I sigh and look off to the lake. "We can't be friends anymore." ||