I have loved you so much and have always loved you so much. I have met you for thirty years and have been in love with you for twenty-seven years. Time has not diminished our love even one bit. Twenty-seven years later, I love you just as much as I did twenty-seven years ago. However, twenty-seven years later, I no longer have the same courage as I did twenty-seven years ago. Life and time have smoothed everything out.
The me who could cut off ties with my family for you, drop out of school and hand out flyers on the street to support myself, face public opinion with a cold shoulder and turn around without caring... But this me is left with a coldly mocking sister, a job that is about to be lost, and increasingly serious arthritis and stomach problems.
I love you, but I am getting old.
——For all gay people who have the courage to face social reality and those who like erotic literature.
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