I miss you every day. Today I saw a girl on the bus who, from the side, looked like she might be you. I knew she couldn’t be, that you would never come into the same city as me. But until I saw her face I couldn’t breathe and it felt like my heart had stopped. Everything feels frozen when I think of the possibility of seeing you, but I know if I ever do I will have to keep things on your terms. Probably not make eye contact, not speak to you, just walk away… But I cannot imagine being able to do anything but be completely frozen. I gave my heart to you, and you want nothing more to do with it. Without you, it feels useless.
*nearby lesbian laughter*
*muffled asexual snickering*
*conflicted pansexual noises*
*moderately panicked bisexual muttering*
HETEROSEXUAL SCREAMING IN ANGUISH
Laughter from anyone who realises condoms are not the only form of birth control.
Louder laughter from those that remember that STDs and STIs are an actual thing that happen whether one is on the pill or not.Laughter stops as people remember that STDs and STIs are an actual thing that happen whether one is on the pill or not.
Literally everyone, regardless of orientation, mutters awkwardly and shuffles away as they remember that STDs and STIs are an actual thing that can happen to anyone who is sexually active, and not just heterosexual people.
*asexual snickering increases in volume*