Hi, I’m Jon. I’m an average looking, dark blond long hair, green-blue eyes and a cute smile. I’m 184 cm above the ground, and a bit of an emotional guy. I’ve been anorectic, but not anymore. I sing, a lot, I love it, and need it. I go mad without it. It was through singing I found myself. I found myself when I was about 16-17. That’s when I feel in love for the first time, the first time I gave it a thought anyways. You see, the first love in my life was a guy.
The guy was a dancer, a really good and hot dancer. His smile melted my heart; his voice did make my skin crawl. It never worked out, though we had one really hot make-out session. He was more into his own kind, another dancer, than me, he just used me I guess. He moved away after a year anyways.
A year went by, and because of all the work with school I didn’t have the time to see anyone. In the beginning of my senior year, I’m now at the end of my senior year, I saw Michael with new eyes. He sang some of his own songs, and the lyrics kind of made my heart melt a little. His green-brown eyes were deeper than I ever noticed before; his smile had an even stronger melting effect on my heart than the dancer ever had. We got a long really well; good friends and all, but I wanted something more. Everyone knew he was bi, and everyone knew I was gay, but I never dared to even think he would ever be mine.
I hope you like the introduction. This is the story of my senior year; finding love, myself and who my real friends were, and are, is what I’m going to tell you about. I won’t tell you anymore about the dancer, we never spoke again after he moved away, but I will tell you more about both me and Michael, and about me finding my way.
28/02/2009
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