In today’s world
most of us don’t think twice about kissing out loved ones.
Especially if they are about to leave for a trip or just away for a
few hours. I don’t live near my girlfriend. She lives up in the
city, I live outside, but we both go back and forth a lot. My day job
is up there in said city, so it’s not like we don’t see one
another often. The other day I was taking her to the train station,
making it easy on my car instead of back and forth, and we got there
early and sat in the car just talking. Sounds normal right? You would
again in today’s world not think much of it. If you’re gay, or
lesbian, or even trans however, you do actually think twice on
things.
I didn’t kiss
her goodbye. It killed me and broke my heart, but let me tell you
why.
The entire time
we sat there, two guys in a car next to us watched us. Intently. Not
gesturing, not saying anything, just watching. It made my stomach
knot. Fear crept into the back of my mind and warning bells went off.
Something in my gut told me not to kiss her that day. Something told
me not to be gay. She left on the train and I watched her walk
through the doors. The moment she got through, one of the guys got
out of the car and walked in after her. No bags, luggage, not even a
backpack at nine o’clock at night going up to the city. It was odd.
It scared me. I actually was afraid that something would happen to
her.
Did anything?
No. But then again, I didn’t kiss her either.
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