But today while I was driving past I saw two girls holding hands on the sidewalk out in the open. Now, I know this isn't a big deal now and I love that some people feel safe enough to be open about who they love and who they are.
When I was fifteen I wish I could have been like them. I had a friend that I was extremely close to. She wasn't my first girlfriend but she was my first friend that I held hands with while we were walking and felt comfortable kissing on the cheek. I wish I would have felt as right and safe with myself and where I was to be able to walk down the same sidewalk that they were on, going to the same Burger King for lunch from that same big brick building that looks like a prison. They changed the windows to keep them from being ugly slits but yes, it still looks like a prison.
I wanted to pull over and talk to them but I was driving and they looked like they were in a hurry. They probably were too. Lunch was never long enough to really enjoy it when we were allowed out. If I could have though I would have said they were beautiful and then, if they didn't think I was a complete creep, I would have taken them out to lunch. Because they are braver than I was at their age and as I looked around them I saw that no one questioned that display of affection between them as they had the one time I'd been caught with my friend. I remember the angry, hurtful words and the feeling of betrayal I'd experienced from the people I thought were my friends. I hope they never go through something like that.
But if they do, at least they have someone that is strong enough, and cares about them enough to hold their hand in public and that means more than most people realize.