I'm not gay, I'm completely straight. yeah... uhhh.. I love women, and their pretty eyes and uhhh... their hair, if they have hair... But I think it's not gay to think that men are handsome. I especially think it's not gay to think that my roommate is handsome... I mean... He has raven black hair that's super smooth and silky... His eyes are like the surface of a deep ocean... His smile is as sweet as honey... When he looks at me, I feel excited, but not because I'm gay, but because I simply appreciate handsome men. And no, it's not gay to fantasize going on dates with him, imagine our wedding or dream about raising children with him. They're just silly thoughts, everyone has them, right? Everytime I'm laying alone in the dark, and I'm supposed to sleep, I think about him and his beautiful face, his tall, muscular body and the kind way he talks to me. It's not gay to appreciate our friendship. And no, it's not gay to blush when he holds my hand... Or when he looks at me with his mesmerizing eyes or when he embraces me with his strong, gentle arms. It's not gay to kiss him, that was just a joke. I tried to laugh it off, but the excitement wouldn't just stop. And it's not gay to confess my love to him... When he said he loved me back, I felt happy... Oh... Maybe I am gay.