I check
your blog
everyday for
evidence that
you
aren't
gone
from every
aspect of
my life.

It's been
two months.
I miss
your
dumb laugh
and your
lame music
and we
smile at
each other
in the hall
but you
never
wave back.

You were
the first
real thing
I'd felt
in a long
time.

You
were
right
there.

On the floor
in my living room
with my head on your chest
and your arms around me.
The tv was on.
I don't remember what show.
I remember the beating of your heart.
I remember how shallow your breaths were.
I fell asleep.
When I woke up,
I rolled over.
Glanced over at you,
said good night,
walked upstairs.
I wonder how you felt.
I don't know why I keep doing this to us.

If you are a girl and you are bisexual,
you're really just a ****.

If you are a boy and you are bisexual,
you're really just gay.

Bisexuality isn't a real thing,
it's a phase. You're confused.

All girls are secretly bi.
You're just more honest about it.

Bisexuals like everyone,
they don't know how to have real relationships.

Bisexuals are looking for attention,
They're dramatic,
They're confused,
They're *****
Idiots
Sinners
Immature.

Wrong.


Bisexuals are people.

What if they knew?
What if they knew my lips had traveled your body,
Taking your mind to new places?
What if they knew?
What if they knew I cradled you in my arms
When fever ravished your skin?
What if they knew?
What if they knew I listen to your whispers
In the darkest hours of the night?
What if they knew?
What if they knew that you love me?
What if it could change the world?

Let’s lay down and you can hold my hand forever.
Let’s close our eyes and imagine a world together.
You can kiss me on the street of a familiar neighborhood.
You can hug me at your building without wondering if you should.
And I’ll dance with you in a beautiful white dress.
I’ll lose myself in your eyes and you’ll lose all that stress.
You’ll be with me. Who cares who sees?
We’ll shout our love from the tops of trees.
We’ll be completely devoted, no lies anymore.
We’ll kiss openly on the crowded dance floor.
Don’t open your eyes. Please, let’s just stay.
Let’s lay down and wait for that day.

you **** me
in the sweetest way

your lips are sugary venom
stealing my air
and your honeyed words are weapons
slicing my heart
slowly
surely
eventually
killing