I was thinking about why I wasn't posting much here, and it occurred to me that it was because I couldn't talk about how happy I was for nearly a year. I had to be careful to keep things offline and discreet. I know many people might find that suspicious, but it was because I was against the rules. You see, he was my dance instructor, and fraternizing with students was forbidden. A fireable offense. Eventually, he left that job for me. Not because we were outed to the owners, but because we both got tired of having to pretend we were something less than two people completely in love with each other. It became more and more difficult to hide how we felt about each other. More than once, I almost slipped and said "I love you" and "don't forget to text me on your way home" as I walked out the studio door. My lips came close to his cheek, and my fingers lingered a bit too long during social dances. We came up with hand squeezes and silly phrases to expres...