❤️❤️❤️ Absolutely amazing. I'm a teary mess. ❤️❤️❤️
The hardest thing about saying goodbye to someone was seeing them every night in the my dreams. It was my most favourite, and equally dreaded, part of my day.
I knew homosexuality was regarded as sin here, but all I read were harmless words on a screen from the other side of the world. To hear it spoken by a man, who could very well report my questions to the village elders, in a village that could very well kill me, was something else entirely. It wasn’t the fear of being killed that stopped me from back-pedalling, it was that I was unwilling to lie. I had been through too much, I had lost too much to deny the part of me that cost the most.
“I haven’t seen it in my dreams,” I admitted. “But I feel it here.” I put his hand to my heart. “For the first time in a long time, I have hope in here.”
He smiled the most beautiful smile. “As do I.”
“You show me the real me.”