When he gave me roses;
I passed his flowers onto someone else.
And when I gave him money so he could buy himself nice things;
He spent it on another person.
We loved each other but we weren’t “in love”
Holding hands meant nothing to us.
In fact, it felt like we were forced to; like younger siblings almost.
At family gatherings our tight-lipped smiles and clasped hands had everyone fooled.
And laying in bed together meant nothing because we slept with our backs facing each other.
Our families were expecting a bundle of joy, so with tears in our eyes, we took one night to create it.
A baby that was created so our families couldn't figure out our secrets.



(The Gay-Straight couple)