i shall always seekyou out even when they say i should not you have been my rainbow a colorful scene of hope in my head the one laying claim to my heart i will always sing with delight and eagerly stretch out my hand to you with pride and love as we break out of this metaphorical closet choosing to be open and free instead
HAPPY❤ PRIDE ❤ MONTH!!
Perfect time to pick up a copy of SMITTEN: This Is What Love Looks Like – Poetry by Women for Women an Anthology
I remember, you know, how your eyes sparkled when I entered the room, and I felt myself to be so much greater a man than I had ever been— to be so loved by you.
But in the time it takes for a heart to stop beating your love for me died, and I lied to myself again and again, hoping that you would return to me once more.
And so I, a man of thought and learning dedicated to uncovering the truth, found myself scourged day after day by a reality I could not bear to see— and thus began to weep.
Which is how I know now that it is time for me to leave, for the light grows unbearably bright, chastising my naiveté, demeaning my once eager will. I have seen trees grow and die, and it is not for me to outlive them.