First of all, you didn't hurt me. I've been through the whole thing before, lost many friends because of the fact alone: I'm gay.

Second of all, I beg you to judge a person by who they are, not what they look like or what they are.

Third, when you die, none of this will matter. All the things we hate, all the things we love, we'll never have again. Cherish every friend, every material object... everything. Who knows if you'll ever touch or speak again with them or it.

Fourth, thanks for the poem. I don't wish for you to feel bad. I didn't hate you when you told me all that, nor do I hate you now. I just found it pretty funny, actually. Things like those are better to laugh at than take to heart.

So I thank you for your attempt at making me forgive you, but I never hated you in the first place, therefore, no forgiveness is needed.

I'm glad you've come to your senses, dear.

5/5
~Stephen White
(Gay and Proud)

Okay thanks i am glad we are still friends,right? I am glad you liked the poem..

Naw i hope that he forgives you, you should always forgive and move on, and you are so nice, i would forgive you for whatever in a flash, like that (click)

5/5 david