Last month I kissed my boyfriend on the subway. We’ve been together for 12 years, and I like kissing him in public. It feels good to show the world that I have a person to love and who loves me back. Suddenly a guy who had just kissed the girl next to him came over and said, “It is disgusting to have to watch you people make out.” We were not making out. It was a brief, loving peck on the cheek, nothing more. I was tempted to punch the idiot, but the coward slipped through the closing doors before I could confront him.