Despite their protests And transphobic comments We went on the date we had planned Not caring about their demands
Sure, I was nervous as hell And I could tell she was as well And maybe we didn't talk much But none of that mattered when I met her touch
Our hands interlocked in a silent agreement That no matter what they said, we would ignore their treatment There were so many things I wanted to do or say But all that will come on another day.
When I first sat at that table A sort of aura filled the air, it was unstable Even though I knew they wouldn't change their ways My eyes still met your beautiful gaze.