You're not my friend

I live my life queered, it's tough yet challenging; happy yet sad.

I believe in love at first sight, or maybe it's not love but I do like you when I first saw you.

You can call me crazy, you can call me desperate or whatever you'd like to call.

Why do I feel so awkward whenever you're around?

I tried not to look into your eyes because I was afraid to...

Sometimes I really do enjoy the way we're interacting virtually.

Because I wouldn't feel nervous by just looking at your replies.

I'd like to like you but I'm half given up... (i'm chickened)

As I know you're not queer, you're not part of people like us.

You belong to the straight world.

I believe life is never fair and even shits happen most of the time.

I wish you are my friend but you're not my friend... until my feeling to you is gone :)

Whatever it is, I'm glad to have met you...

You do brighten my bad moments sometimes.

Hope to see you soon, real soon :)