A letter from a stranger

Dear Miss Anonymous,

I know this must came as a surprise to you since you don’t know me.

I wouldn’t blame you if you ignore this

But I saw you and your friend a couple nights ago at a restaurant in town.

I love that place. Good food and ambiance.

I bet you come often too.

You seem comfortable ordering the food.

Anyway, since I saw you that night, something kept bothering me.

I wanted so much to ask you but I don’t think it’s appropriate.

So here I am hiding cowardly behind this letter.

I hope it isn’t much of a bother.

You guys seem so happy together.

Like more than a friend, closer than sisters.

And from the way she softly caress your fingers.

I’m beginning to think you and her are queers.

Don’t get me wrong, I’m not here to judge.

I’m not here to criticize you on how you live your life.

I wanted so much to digest and comprehend.

Do you feel the same as I feel with men?

Some say your kind of love is lust in disguise.

Some even say things that are more ugly than nice.

I read somewhere that love is still love

But understanding your world is like drawing in the dark

So I hope you could help me clarify.

All these questions that’s been messing up my mind.

And please don’t think of me as a threat

Hell, God knows I have my own secret

Thanks for not ignoring this message

I’m sorry if I offended you in any way

Yours truly

Stranger at the next table