Her perspective:

He walks by
and she said "Hi"
He didn't respond...
Oh wait,
She said "Hi" in her mind
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His perspective:

She walks by
and he felt her gaze
she didn't say anything...
Weird,
And she walked away

I didn't know beauty until I saw you.
Your eyes sparkle when you look at me like big stars in the night sky.
Beauty isn't just on the outside, but also within.
And that is one of the most beautiful qualities about you there is.
Everything about you is beautiful, even the things you try to hide.
I love all things about you, Including your sensitive side.
I love that you are courageous
even through everything that you have been through
believe me when I say this
I will protect you.
I know you want to go into the war, and protect those who fought for you
but remember my words, when you come back,
I will still be there waiting for you.
You are the love of my life, even though you might not see it.
because when I look at you I see beauty
Inside and out.

You’re straight because you mistook your discomfort around men as attraction.
You’re straight because the one man who should have loved you, didn’t.
You’re straight because the media makes love look like a man and a woman.
You’re straight because of the look of disgust on your mother’s face when she asked you if you were “experimenting” with your best friend and the tone with which she said “good” when you answered “no,” the first lie you’ve spoken to her.
You’re straight because your grandfather calls lesbians “carpet m%nchers” and gay men “c%cksuckers”.
You’re straight because your great grandmother would rather you end up with a man of color than another woman, and she’s terribly racist.
You’re straight because the love you were denied by your father has to be fulfilled by some other man, like it’s his fault your father couldn’t find love in his heart for his own children.
You’re straight because everyone asks if you if you have a boyfriend.
You’re straight because every man who was ever nice to you, you seemed to fall a little bit in love with.
You’re straight because your aunt and uncle started a facebook argument with you over the bible’s interpretation of homosexuals, and you just couldn’t let that go.
You’re straight because you think brunette women are beautiful, but you don’t feel more beautiful after you turn your blonde hair brown.
You’re straight because you think the feelings of attraction you’ve ever gotten towards a woman were just normal because you’ve never had crushes on them.
You’re straight because you’ve never had a boyfriend, even when there were men interested.




Think of the lie you would have lived
if you didn’t recognize the truth in all those lies
you thought were genuine feelings.