What we really were,
The kind that feel it
When the other is cold.
The kind that always hears
Instead of one.
And you’d say
We attended pride and watched the Dykes on Bikes. And we revelled in the openness. In the love.
Mark spent most of that week figuring himself out, when his closeted best friend found somebody else. But that was cool.
Mark: “I have this thing inside me, and it’s angry and it’s scared and it’s uncertain and most of all it’s so completely in love with him, and it would do anything to keep him, even if it means things staying the way they are now…. I don’t love him for who he is now. I wouldn’t love him for who he is two years from now. I love him for all the hims he’s already been with me.”
Katie ‘call-me-Kate’, the under-confident artist, ran away from her dream girl time after time, but what she was really running from, who knew? Only she did. Only her fears did.
And Garrison took our pictures, forced us to stare at our truths. To try to live them. He was safe, he was wise, he was honest and knew a little something about hearts. He told us, “Most lives are long, and most pain is short. Hearts don’t actually break; they always keep beating…. As that famous homosexual Winston Churchill once said, if you find yourself heartbroken, keep walking.”
That time I spent in San Francisco with Nina LaCour and David Levithan, that time was amazing.
It taught me that it was okay to not have stuff figured out. Any of it. Because that’s life.
But, funnily enough, eventually Kate did figure some important stuff out. And so did Mark.
Kate: “Hiding and denying and being afraid is no way to treat love. Love demands bravery. No matter the occasion, love expects us to rise…”
You Know Me Well by Nina LaCour and David Levithan (St Martin’s Griffin) publishes June 7th.