#COVIDCONFESSIONS: Michael R

So with all that is happening with COVID-19, I got to thinking that maybe I should write down some of my deepest secrets and thoughts, in case COVID gets the best of me. I know my blog is about anonymity and I haven’t thought this completely through, but maybe I can find a way to get my confessions to the person it’s about. Ehhh, who knows. Whatever, so here we go…

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Michael R

When I first saw you behind that Starbucks counter, handing me my drink, for me it was love at first sight. My gaydar was singing and I was in heaven. You’re super cute and just my type. You smiled just so perfectly as you handed me my grande chai tea latte. Talk about a perfect way to start my day!

You were the sole reason that I visited your location every day. I never went through the drive thru and always made it my morning mission to go inside and place my order and hope and pray you’d be there to hand me my drink. I know you had no interest in me whatsoever, but a boy can dream, right?

When I later became employed at said location, and yes, one could say you were the reason I wanted to work there, I had hoped we’d become best friends. Unfortunately, you were my barista trainer and you were a total dick to me. Not going to lie, I legit feared going to work because it seemed that you just hated me and for no reason.

I come to find out that people had suspicions that you were gay, but you weren’t out yet. Despite you being a complete dick to me, I felt for you for I was (and still am) dealing with the exact same struggle. I could see the pain sometimes in your face. I decided to kill you with kindness and I guess it did pay off.

Thankfully it turns out that you aren’t the asshole that you come off to be and once you let people in you’re an amazing human being. At the end, before you moved down south (no, not an innuendo by any means), you and I became good friends. Granted our relationship is mainly online because of the distance, but still, we talk often and I couldn’t be happier.

You’re an adonis in my book. If it were possible, you got even sexier. I’ve wanted to come clean to you but I want to do it in person, not over social media. I know there’s no interest in me, in THAT way, but I’d like for you to know the truth. One day…

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