I am in love with my best friend, who is a lesbian (I am male). We have lived together for many years, as friends and as a couple. We were briefly married until I made horrible and irreversible mistakes. We still live together, and I long for the love of my best friend. I’m so proud of who they’ve become as a human being, as a woman, a friend. So I stand on the sidelines, cheering her on knowing one day we’ll either grow old together, or she will leave for true love, and that is the day I will end my life. Any world without her by my side is not worth existing in.