22/Massachusetts Hi, I'm Madeline and I am a lover of language. I am fairly new at this whole writing thing, so please take a look and let me know what you think, thanks for stopping by. (: 28 followers / 2.4k words
My boyfriend is exploring his identity My boyfriend likes makeup My boyfriend paints his nails My boyfriend and I shop in the same section of old navy My boyfriend and I wear similar underwear My boyfriend sometimes feels uncomfortable when people call him a man My boyfriend isn't sure if he'd ever feel comfortable dressed fully as a woman My boyfriend isn't sure if boyfriend is the correct term My boyfriend doesn't know what this all means And neither do I But he is my boyfriend, Or girlfriend, Or simply my person. At the end of the day the two of us lie ***** in bed, No makeup on, in the dark, Nothing but warmth, passion and love Gender is a facade the world puts on people to ease discomfort But when you embrace the uncomfortable, magic happens
I wish I could ***** my parents of their ignorance. Like old paint, peel away the parts of them that see the world in black and white. I wish I could give them glasses to help them see that hiding who you are to protect yourself from cruelty, is far worse than the ridicule. Like two old houses, built in a world where people were shut away in closets, they refuse to remodel. Stuck in their foundation. They preach acceptance, as long as it doesn't enter their walls. That is a little too close to home. And I know all they want is to keep me safe, as they always have. Protect me from the world. Life is already hard, why make it harder? If the outdated appliances still work, why get new ones? All I want is for them to buy a new door, one that welcomes him in. Gives him a chance. But how do you remodel person? New paint?
is what I say when something is bothering me and I am unsure what. Funny My chest tightens, constricts. Funny I can't stop thinking about how he might see all the things wrong with me and leave. Funny I feel like I might cry and never stop. Funny
The definition of funny is causing amusement or laughter. It can also be defined as being deceitful or strange. I am not sure which applies here.
is one of those colors that is so bright and happy, yet there's an emptiness to it. The kind of emptiness, only captured over time. Time chips it away, as it does most things. We are left with the hope of the past, the faded walls or chipped nails of a color that held so much in it, and lost it all when we stopped looking.