Seeking Advice from an Old Friend
I don't know how I get myself into these situations sometimes. Perhaps I just empathize too much.
It's a hard decision to make, choosing between two men who mean so much to me. I mean, I love my Imzadi, and yet I feel like we've grown apart over the last decade. We're still close friends, of course, and he'll always be someone that I can trust and confide in... and yet, there's a distance between us - a missing link which I can't quite put my finger on. I don't know how to fix it, and that concerns me.
I've recently begun a relationship with Worf, as strange as that may sound to some. But he's a good man - well, a good Klingon. He's strong, honest, forthright, and proud. He's very passionate and intense, which I enjoy immensely. There's a fire in his belly (and other places too) which warms the very heart of me. Even if we just spend a quiet evening together, I find an inner peace when I'm in his company. I never really thought I could feel that with anyone else but my Imzadi.
How odd.
Perhaps my old friend Beverly can help me shed a little light on this situation. I think perhaps I'll buzz her quarters and see if she's available to share some time and a chocolate sundae.
And heck, if all else fails at least we'll have had some chocolate!
It's a hard decision to make, choosing between two men who mean so much to me. I mean, I love my Imzadi, and yet I feel like we've grown apart over the last decade. We're still close friends, of course, and he'll always be someone that I can trust and confide in... and yet, there's a distance between us - a missing link which I can't quite put my finger on. I don't know how to fix it, and that concerns me.
I've recently begun a relationship with Worf, as strange as that may sound to some. But he's a good man - well, a good Klingon. He's strong, honest, forthright, and proud. He's very passionate and intense, which I enjoy immensely. There's a fire in his belly (and other places too) which warms the very heart of me. Even if we just spend a quiet evening together, I find an inner peace when I'm in his company. I never really thought I could feel that with anyone else but my Imzadi.
How odd.
Perhaps my old friend Beverly can help me shed a little light on this situation. I think perhaps I'll buzz her quarters and see if she's available to share some time and a chocolate sundae.
And heck, if all else fails at least we'll have had some chocolate!