#cuzwereconnected, day 19, part 2

well, i did something stupid.

and to be honest about it, this will be an edited version because he may read it.

i asked Colt out.

and looking over, i really haven’t written about it.

so, here is my version.

last year i came out as non-binary. i told that to Colt, he had words, we didn’t directly talk for a week, i unfriend him, kicked him off my Netflix, he had words for me, and he walked away from 6 years.

and on my birthday, i sent him a txt and we been txt since then. he unblocked me from Twitter and TicTok and started following me on Instagram.

so, i asked him out to see Spider-Man, him, me, Matthew, like so many Marvel movies. my happy little trio of queers. my poly life.

“I want the things that I had before
Like a Star Wars poster on my bedroom door”

there are times it feels like it did before. there are times i want to say Assbutt and #cuzwereconnected, but i don’t because neither one of us have been adult to talk about it and now, we have a date in a month.

i cried when i saw Shang-Chi because there were 3 seats in a row, just 3, and me and Matthew sat in them and there was space for Colt and he wasn’t there.

i cried when Chadwick Boseman because i didn’t want to live a life without Colt and not knowing what was going on with him was killing me.

on my birthday i was in Springfield and i took one of the biggest chances i ever did and txt him.

i really should throw the cards about us.

i really should say all the thoughts that are in my head to him.