Blocked by @PeterLaBarbera: How gay romances really end
I knew it wouldn't work. It couldn't last. He called me jaundiced. I knew he was a bigot. But still...his pursuit of me, his flirtations, the steamy love tweets. Am I not human? If you're a prick to me, do I not bleed?
Pete, I think you touched something deep inside me. And now I can't tell you how I feel. Oh sure, your poisoned mind and hateful rhetoric turned me on a little, but I have to be faithful to my earlier assessment. This--you and me--wouldn't have worked, no matter how badly you wanted it. You did the right thing by blocking me. It's better for us all.
Adieu mon frère, mon ami, mon presque amour....