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Jul 2017
I keep looking for an exit;
hoping and praying that all these confusions;
be straightened up and give me clarity.

I hate having to make up stories in my head;
that all the things you do for me;
you do for true love.

And all I ask;
is there an off switch for this?
because my heart's fed up;
with false hopes and broken promises.
So I met this guy and he treats me like a queen even though he knows I'm gay and all. I'm afraid to ask him if he also has feelings for me. Because what if he's just used to this kind of relationship between him and a gay friend? I remember last week, the day of my birthday, we met early in the morning to go by and hang out by the shore and I was surprised that he came prepared because he brought with him a picnic cloth and a drink for two. We smoked there and talked for almost 5 hours. and then he gave me a gift after, two books. hahahaha i love him.
Jackson Rae Wilder
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Jackson Rae Wilder  18/Genderqueer/Philippines
(18/Genderqueer/Philippines)   
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