Unwanted

<p class=ql-align-center>Two halves of a whole Arlo Bishop and I were both unwanted kids brought together by the foster system. Dealing with the aftermath of neglect and abandonment we grew up side by side and found solace in one another.</p><p class=ql-align-center><br></p><p class=ql-align-center>We wanted.</p><p class=ql-align-center>We needed.</p><p class=ql-align-center>We loved.</p><p class=ql-align-center>Desperately.</p><p class=ql-align-center><br></p><p class=ql-align-center>But somewhere along the way Arlo wanted and needed and loved drugs more. So I did the only thing I could and broke my own heart to save his.</p><p class=ql-align-center><br></p><p class=ql-align-center>Now four years later I'm back in L.A. and face-to-face with my past. Not only does the pain and hurt of our mistakes linger between us but so do our feelings.</p><p class=ql-align-center><br></p><p class=ql-align-center>I didn't plan on a second chance fear of history repeating itself making it hard to forgive and even harder to forget. But with only one touch one kiss I was taken back to where it all started.</p><p class=ql-align-center><br></p><p class=ql-align-center>Two halves of a whole Arlo Bishop and I were made for for each other. But we were no longer the unwanted foster kids.</p><p class=ql-align-center><br></p><p class=ql-align-center>We were grown men.</p><p class=ql-align-center><br></p><p class=ql-align-center>And I wanted nothing more than him.</p><p><br></p>