A Final Letter to Say Goodbye?

There you were, looking at me with those big eyes at the club right after the pandemic — my first time going out. You had this little guy vibe with baggy, worn-out clothes, a punk style that stood out in the gay scene surrounded by RuPaul’s Drag Race fans. I wasn’t looking for a hookup; I pretty much ignored the signs that you were interested in me. I needed a friend more than anything. The club closed at 2 am, and I couldn’t find an Uber. That’s when you invited me to your house. The night unfolded, and unexpectedly, I had one of the best experiences of my life. Who would have guessed that at that moment, I would find both a boyfriend and a best friend? <a href="https://ayres-eduardo.medium.com/a-final-letter-to-say-goodbye-6623213da307">Read More</a>