A short poem. :) |
i miss the feel of you in my arms the way we fit like the smooth curves of a puzzle piece; us fitting together like a jigsaw puzzle i miss the way your eyes danced along the silly pieces on my wall did you still love me among my doilies? i miss the way you touched my back as if you halved the pain i felt, to bear did you realize that your touch had made me sure? did you realize that you had confirmed my worst fears, my demons that rested not? that you are the one the one that i love, as such you are the girl that taught me what it meant to be a woman, to be strong through that i cracked and fell in love with one i shouldn't teach me how to love men, to love boys handsome and strong and right my love for you is still illegal, is still not right i live for the day when my love for you will not be frowned upon or shown the door when the word gay is me, and not an insult i miss you and i will until the day that i die and losing you has kept me alive keeping me here to fight to battle my demons that plague today i am not gay today i miss you tomorrow i miss you next week i miss you forever i miss you but today i am not gay |