In the silence that follows, my appetite vanishes. Between the words I've held in for so long, the indecisive expressions on both Eric and Joey's faces, and the deeper, hidden despair over if I'll ever be truly loved, those delicious burgers have come to look vile.
I'm sure every person feels this way at some point in their life. They wonder if there really is someone out there for them, someone who will see them for who they really are. And when they do, they won't just be accepted. They'll be embraced, celebrated. Loved. That's all I've ever wanted. To love and be loved. But all my life, my love has been taken and never repaid. So why try? Why hope for someone to be different?
Especially these two someones that already have each other.
Eric and Joey are perfect together. Joey mellows
