This has been over-said, I know
But it seems as though some people
Aren't listening
How can homosexuality be a choice?
Why would someone choose that life-style
Of pain, rejection, fear, and no acceptance?
Why would two boys choose
To have a relationship they had to keep hidden?
A relationship many people would not accept?
Why would they choose to be separated in public
To not even look at each other for fear of rumors
Who dare compare love to *******,
How dare they say it's comparable to loving a car
These are people, and this is real love
How dare they say that those two girls
Holding hands, looking into each others eyes
Love each other any less than the boy and girl
Please, I urge anyone out there doubting
That these people don't choose to live that way
It's your responsibility to create a world
Where it's no longer un-accepted,
Where those boys can show the world they
Do like kissing, they do like holding hands
It's our responsibility to change for the better
Anyone who says it's a choice, obviously
Has never fallen helplessly in love before

On these lonely nights I look up to the sky and all I hear is the stars screaming your name , my dear .

Beneath the sea
giant sand scratchings
saline bathing

Don't tell me
I'm home
when you do not
lie on the bed
that
holds these
tired bones at night.
Don't say a word,
if the love we made
does not fill the
space we found.
Is some ache
endless?
Will you let me
tear down the walls
you built around
us?
Will you set me
free again?
I am only home
if you are here,
not a moment
before.
Please don't
tell me
this is home
until you hang
your running shoes
outside this door.

With each stroke
he hit me hard enough
to make me forget
about the wrongs
and with each ******
he went in softly
so gentle, he's able to
erased all the rights
and then I came
and came again
out of his undying lust
until our bottom rain

I remembered the first time we met.
You're wearing your army shirt.
You were holding your phone,
As i walk to you,
You held my waist as we came up the stairs.
And there i knew,
That you will never stay.

I still remember how you eat
The food i bought.
It's like you didn't ate for days.
How you gulp big ounces of water
And told me that water is important.

I still remember you
When i watch the film you love.
The story of a boy, left a girl
And had another chance to love again.

I remember you
When i read through the writings on my wall.
The night that i covered your eyes,
Preventing you to read all of it.
Because I'm too afraid that you might see
The world behind that wall.

I still remember you
As i play my black guitar.
I hated that guitar,
But you still played it
And sang a song for me.

I remember you when i tie my hair.
You used to tie back my hair,
Even though it was such a mess.

I remember you
To the refill of my clutch pencils.
How hard you tried to open it for me.

I still remember you,
The day you carried your basketball shoes
To your office.
And i patiently waited outside
As you talk to your friends.

I remember you whenever i see a coin.
When you told me
That you don't want me to get hurt again
While scraping the love mark on my neck
With a coin.

I remember when you called me on the phone and told me that you have bruises on your arm.
And you're too scared,
Because you thought a ghost did it.

I remember you in Sam smith's song;
Lay me down.
How you did your best
To reach those high notes.
And i know you're happy that day,
Because you made me laugh.

I remember you eating the burger i bought to you at the passenger seat of my car.
And you told me that you're a bit nervous
Because I'm the one who's driving.

And most of all,
I still remember how you held me
And kisses me so tenderly.
And to that kiss,
I can feel all your love.

And i remembered the day,
The last kiss we had.
The kiss that's telling me goodbye.

I will always remember you,
But i have to let this feeling fade away,
For me to forgive you.

I can't remember the last time I wrote,
because I have nothing to write about,
no words seem enough, and my thoughts are too little.

My words dried up, as you went away
at first I wrote of how I loved you,
and later of how I hated you,
then of the emptiness I had inside
consuming me, like a beast from a children's story.

Now I only have a few short words that I have to say,
I really really miss you, and I find it strange.