My Secret Love

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June 29, 2026

Dear My Secret Love,

I’ve been thinking about you all these years after we left college, and for some reason, I can’t get you off my mind. We did everything together. You helped me with the elevator and with my writing, since I can’t physically write due to my Spastic Quadriplegic Cerebral palsy. You were my hands, and I was your brain; I think that’s what made us get along so well. You understood that I had the mental capacity to do anything I wanted, but I didn’t have the physical ability. You were willing to be my hands. To let my mental ability shine through.

And here I am, living in Western New York, thinking about you and wondering what you’re doing. I don’t know where you are now, and I haven’t heard what you’ve done since college. But I sit here and wonder what might have been if I told you how I really felt. I know in my mind we would have been there, but I didn’t want to say anything at the time because I didn’t want to make our relationship awkward or make you feel like you had to get away from me.

But once again, I wonder what might have been.

For those of you who are reading this, I’m talking about a heterosexual relationship.

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