Hiding Places

Is this world so small that only what is perceived as normal can persevere? As I walk down my chosen path in life I have to be constantly aware of "the other guy"...Why must I always keep one eye on potential hiding places....why is it such a crime....such an infuriating and freakish thing in the eyes of so many...that I might want to love....that I might want to hold the hand of the one I love....I don't condemn you for what you do in your life....why is it ok for you to do it to me. I know that people fear and sometimes hate what they don't understand...if you have a question ask me....you'd be surprised how much I'd share. If I didn't tell you who I was.....who I loved..you would never know...but I want to open up to you...to all of you...why then must I be met with rejection....shaking heads....and whispers behind my back....even worse.....why must my girlfriend be so afraid of what might become of her if someone knew...if they found out the simple and innocent truth...that sometimes she's afraid to look at me too long in public for fear of repercussions..she fears for her safety and her job...all because she has found a happiness with me...a woman.....

If you knew me....you might even like me....you might see that I offer you only friendship....I am not a threat....let your guard down...so maybe I can let mine down a little too.....trust me....all I want to do is love....it won't hurt you....but if you deny me my right to love...it WILL hurt me.

In the soft words of my mother..."There is so much unhappiness and pain in this world.....if two people can find happiness with each other....who am I to judge?"

A.S.U.