You bring me petunias
from your ****** garden,
hoping to hear
what you like.

I apologize,
for I may be broken,
but I am certainly not
a liar.

I cannot tell you
what you would like
to hear,
for I have been hurt
beyond repair.

you may have suffered
discrimination,
harsh words,
an offense towards your identity,
but remember
to remain
resilient.

It's a special something,
a rarity,
to find a soul as good
as yours.

i fluff my pillow,
but my anger is untamed,
my grip too strong,
the pillow rips
and out comes a shower
of goose feathers.

I'm not allowed to love you,
but that's alright,
because if I can be your friend,
I may still enjoy your presence.

Please,
assure me,
inform me,
is this really true?

How did
this happen, I ask?
How did I come here
from out of the blue?

How far
did I drift on the sea?
How fair did
I sail?

I cannot believe
that this is reality,
it feels to much
like a fairytale.