Chapter 33

I have had much opportunity to contemplate the events that drove me away from Wroxham. I said as much to you that night, but I had never been kissed prior to knowing the taste of your lips. I had never imagined that it was possible for one man to feel such a way about another, nor that it was possible for the other to desire it as much as I did. Everything I have been taught from the cradle has dictated my passions should be directed elsewhere, and though I could never reconcile how my poetry fit into such a niche, I found myself floundering when I was forced to place you into that niche as well. Thus, I fled. Because I was terrified, and hurt, and completely incapable of thinking rationally