Love isn’t something that I thought I would ever feel. I don’t know how most people would define love, but what I think, or used to think, was that it would never be for me. I enjoyed watching people from the sidelines, when my friends talked to me about a boy they liked, or how their crush texted them back, I would feel happy for them. I would wish that I could feel like them, they would always ask me about who I was interested in. The honest truth was: no one. I didn’t feel attracted to anyone up until my junior year of high-school. That’s the year when the doors to my heart grew knobs.

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