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Nothing to say.
Everything to feel.
You can't be gay.
I can't be real.

I can't feel my heart
Where did it go?
It's in your hands
Crumpled and gone.

I know you're in a tough place.
This is too hard.
You're still my safe space
You have my heart.

It'll stay with you.
I don't want it.
There is no use.

How can I accept love when it isn't yours?
You can't expect me to move on.
Were you just a lore?

A fake tale told?
Am I meant to be loved?
You are still gold.

You are still bright.
You are still beautiful.
You are still my home.
You are still my love.

I can't handle the pain of this.
You're out of my reach.
I'm balling my fists.
Crying into the sleeves.

Of the sweater that you gifted me.
Of your scent that will stay far.
Of the feeling of my shattered heart.

Don't leave me.
I'm not breathing.
Don't leave me.
I'm still crying.

You're everything good.
You're everything gold.
You're everything mine....

Until you said no.

I can't imagine being loved by any other.
I can't imagine not holding your hand.
I always felt confident we'd stay lovers.
And one day wear matching wedding bands...

But I'm a boy.
And you can't be gay.

So I'll sit here and sulk.
I'll lay here and mourn.
I've purchased pain in bulk.
But you're still adored.

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