To the man on the street that called my ex girlfriend and I ******, I forgive you. We were nineteen and in love, I’m sorry that you were raised in a way that made you look at two girls holding hands and laughing as something that wasn’t to be shown in public. I’m sorry that my happiness made you feel insecure in that moment. My happiness was not on display to offend you. My love life was never an act of rebellion against you. I will forgive you for how you were raised but I will not apologize for showing love in a way you don’t deem appropriate for wandering eyes.

To the people I went to high school with, I’m sorry I never heard the rumours you spread about me until you were already out of my life. I’m sure you meant to break my heart when you called me **** in the hallways but your words never made their way back to me. Your aggression towards who I chose to love never stopped me from falling in love with girls I never imagined could be real. I refuse to hide away my love. I will not let your words shame me back into the closet I was scared to admit I was stuck in.

To the people who used to send me anonymous messages telling me to **** myself I hope you’re in a better place now. I often think about how my big secret made you so upset that you couldn’t stand to live in the same world as me. I’m not sorry that I’m still here now. I still feel sorry that you were so sad with yourself that you needed to make me feel as hopeless as you were.

To the people who voted no towards same *** marriage but watch ******* girl ****, I’m sorry my love is only okay when it’s for your pleasure. I’m sorry that you have such a skewed view on life that you see women as objects and not as people. I would forgive you but I don’t think you’d fess to your wrongdoing to be forgiven. There is nothing to forgive if someone won’t admit that they are wrong.

I’m twenty three now and I’m still not sorry for writing love poems about beautiful girls. I have stopped apologizing for being something that I’m proud of. I no longer hide behind my assumed heterosexuality. I proudly proclaim my attraction to women because I spent too many years being ashamed of being in love. I will never again sweep hatred under the rug to keep peace. I have never needed your approval for my love to be valid and I never will.

youve shown me videos
where you call my name
and i turn and my face brightens
shining like ive seen the heavens

i look at you like i cant stand to look anywhere else
my eyes click into place
like they were meant to do exactly that
like i couldnt have heard anything sweeter
than the birdsong of your voice

despite my best efforts
i know i still look the same
whenever you mention me
and i feel nothing but awe
how could i manage anything different?
when all you do exude is radiance
sunflowers reaching through the soil
wherever you tread

I used to dream about a prince
But they never had a face
I forced myself to dream
Of some fairytale place
Thought it was the right way

But things changed
I would think of glossed lips
Painted nails
Soft fingertips
My life rearranged

But it’s wrong,
So wrong
So i try
So I dream
So I cry
So I scream

I sweep it under the rug
But the dust keeps coming up
Wont go away,
Wont stay the same
Things have to change

But its wrong
So wrong
So I tried
So I dreamed
So I cried
So I screamed

Now I’ve got a girl
In my head and heart too
Now I’ve got a girl
Now, i’ve got you

That little girl inside
Who wanted to hide
Herself far away
She can feel free
And finally see
What she wanted to be

And I tried
And I dreamed
And I cried
And I screamed

That’s enough for me.

If you were the moon, i think you'd still pull the tide.

Actually, I feel like you'd push and pull, **** around and create a tsunami.

If you were the moon, i think you'd still light up my nights.

Actually, I feel like you'd come crashing through my sky as a meteor.

If you were the moon, i think you'd still reflect the suns rays.

Actually, i feel like you'd have to admit it hurt; the rays.

But if you were the moon, i think you would burn.

Actually you'd have to admit you're the sun that
still rises in the east to put me to rest.