her lips are soft,
soft as the breeze.
his lips are kind,
they would only kindly tease.
together they make two lips,
yet they would only freeze.
but she found a girl,
beautiful and sweet,
and he found a boy,
who said he'd never leave.
together they make two lips
and they will never freeze.
for now they are free,
as leaves leaving the tree.

It’s all my fault.
A simple mistake to a complex situation.
It’s as if someone was just waiting to lift up the curtains.
Showing everything and ruining the uh..
“Big Secret”

I’m Bisexual.
Being caught isn’t fair.
Why don’t straight people have to come out?
Because it’s “Normal”
The “Right Path”
Everyone complains about Pride month, when straights get the whole year to themselves.
The problem isn’t our sexuality.
The problem is that people like to judge other people and no one is willing to change that.

I played your game.
I followed your rules.
From the beginning of time.
Your world was all I knew.
I thought it was just you.
Just you and your world.
Your world was all.
So I followed its rules.
I got a girlfriend.
I pretended to be mad
when she ~broke my heart~
I would freeze solid.
My arms and body, stone.
Every time that question;
that silly silly question,
was asked to me.
Everybody knew.
Nobody cared.
I cared.
I was angry.
It was my Question.
It was my Answer.
Sure, it was true.
But, it was not some toy.
I am not a source for entertainment.
The spine and brain are first,
but, I had no spine
until That Day.
An inner evil,
foreign to me,
erupted from within me.
I pitied her poor soul;
My explosion was more,
more than that Saint Helens.
That beautiful destruction I caused?
I reveled in it.
I had finally grown my spine.

My Best Friend

It's cliche to say I'm in love with my best friend,
Or to say that she's my soul mate.
But those are the only words humanly possible to describe it.
I can tell her anything
Everything
Whenever
Whatever.
If I have a random thought at two in the morning
And I wake her up,
She won't be mad.
She's half awake but she listens. She'll tell me it's okay
Hold me until I fall asleep,
Wait until she hears my steady breaths
Wait until I stop shifting.
It's so intimate in those moments.
When there's nothing around us but the soft whir of the A/C and the warmth of her love.
Or when she's crying in her room and the only words she can muster are apologies for things she didn't do and can't control.
And I sit,
Soothing
Repeating
Whispering
The only words that calm her down.
She knows them well.
I sit with her,
Sometimes unsure of what to do,
Doing the only thing I know.
And wait.
Calmly,
Patiently,
Understandingly.
I wait until it subsides.
And I wipe the tears gently from her eyes.
Push her hair out of her face,
Kiss her sweaty forehead,
And whisper lightly in her ear
Everything is alright.
Letting her know
I love her,
And I will always be here for her.
For she is my best friend
And my soulmate.

-1:30 a.m. K.E.

Rainbows are bleeding
as my people are threatened
by death, and lost love