Loyalty is to wait every minute for a phone call that will not come.
To resist the feeling that you despise me against the fact that you are still around.
To worry about any indication that you might be suffering.
To forego my imperative inclinations as a male, as I thought it would make things easier on you (yes, damn it, and it broke me asunder!).
To tell you to bring him (if there is), and swallow everything. It's compensation to know you're happy.
To see you happy, even in the arms of another man.
To know I will be here, waiting, if you need me in your older years, even unannounced and unheard of for decades.
Many others that I won't write. To do so would be to betray you. Those will be said face to face, or they won't be said at all.
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