I think I have a gay boyfriend. Gay, for sure. Boyfriend, depends. Boyfriend should be someone you have sex with, regularly, not someone you just see on occasion and not even have sex with.
But I have this boy, who is a friend, who is gay, who talks to me every day. We see each other every few days, but we chat, one fashion or another, all the time.
Mostly about work, but sometimes about other mundane things. When I'm in a bad mood, he knows, when I'm in a good mood, I try to share it with him.
He calls at the end of the night to check in with me. He tells me what's going on in his life. He treats me like I'm his best friend here, and we talk about many things and on very rare occasions, we try to get together and talk about life.
Tonight, I was tired and sent him a text that said, "Don't call me, I'm too tired." But he did not read it on FB so he called me. I talked to him briefly and then he said while calling out my name, "I'm in my boxer shorts. I am going to bed. Let's go to bed." I nearly thought that we were going to bed together, but obviously he called to say that we should go to bed.
I know that he loves me. He told me so. I know that I love him. In a non sexual way.
And even though we don't see each other much, we use enough communication methods to stay in touch that it felt that we were seeing each other.
And I said, "OK, let's go to bed."
And that's how we often end the night. Go to bed, together, separately.
But I have this boy, who is a friend, who is gay, who talks to me every day. We see each other every few days, but we chat, one fashion or another, all the time.
Mostly about work, but sometimes about other mundane things. When I'm in a bad mood, he knows, when I'm in a good mood, I try to share it with him.
He calls at the end of the night to check in with me. He tells me what's going on in his life. He treats me like I'm his best friend here, and we talk about many things and on very rare occasions, we try to get together and talk about life.
Tonight, I was tired and sent him a text that said, "Don't call me, I'm too tired." But he did not read it on FB so he called me. I talked to him briefly and then he said while calling out my name, "I'm in my boxer shorts. I am going to bed. Let's go to bed." I nearly thought that we were going to bed together, but obviously he called to say that we should go to bed.
I know that he loves me. He told me so. I know that I love him. In a non sexual way.
And even though we don't see each other much, we use enough communication methods to stay in touch that it felt that we were seeing each other.
And I said, "OK, let's go to bed."
And that's how we often end the night. Go to bed, together, separately.
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