forget me not.

threatened criminals.

my younger brother once asked me,
can a boy marry another boy?,
i didn't stutter,
that is called being gay i told him,
my mother looked up startled,
don't say such things,
that's a swear word she exclaimed,
words that must be so confusing for a little girl.

and so growing up i captured,
every disney princess married a prince,
and every storybook i read was about a girl and a boy,
living happily ever after,
my mother told me gay people couldn't have that,
there was no 'happily ever after' fairytale for them,
they experienced eternal suffering,
in an unworthy place named hell,
full of unworthy criminals.

but being with her gave me a rush of adrenaline,
believe me when i tell you,
it almost made the threat exciting,
it was like this huge secret,
i felt so rebellious just for loving her,
yet it felt so right,
and when her lips brushed against mine,
nothing else mattered in that moment,
although i could only love her in the dark,
it still felt safe,
because even if my sins would send me into flames,
i would rather spend heaven on earth,
than in a heaven were i'll be restricted all over again.

interpretation:
((i might change parts of this poem because i'm not sure if i'm happy with it yet))
this poem is about a girl who is in love with another girl who was brought up around an ignorant family, homophobia, stereotypes and no representation. As a queer writer i wanted to write something slightly relatable to other people who experienced similar things.