Despite the number of YouTube videos in the world,
there are none titled, "If I had been a boy we would have dated,
but now I've transitioned sooooo???"
and it gives me anxiety.

When I work so hard
that my vision blurs
and my heart weakens
I listen to you sing

Once again, you've occupied the most sacred parts of my mind.
You don't know why you're alive,
and yet you are the light of my life.

If loving you is a sin,
then I'll gladly go to hell.

I realized today that I value your life more than my own.

Love is violent.

First, they open your heart
And fill you with hallucinations
Of pure joy and love.
Then, they set it on fire with longing
And that fire keeps the darkness away.
Eventually, they stop responding,
And that stops your heart.
Desperate to stop the pain,
You rip it out of your chest
to stop the breathing too.

Five years ago,
you asked me to sleep in your bed.

I was torn between the divine circumstance of laying beside you and the tragic irony of dividing blankets.

When I woke up in the middle of the night,
your face was inches from mine.
I adorned you with my stolen gaze until your breath betrayed you.
In those infinite seconds,
the world stopped turning,
and the moon existed only to shine on your lips.
Nobody could have deserved the sight of your resigned body
or the gravity of your scent.

We dared to stay there, if only for a moment.

You turned from me, and time began again.

We never kissed and we hardly touched,
but when I woke up next to you that morning, I knew love.

"You look at me, and babe I wanna catch on fire."
That little smile that playfully grazes your lips
makes me want to swim the furnace of hell
just to see it one more time.