sitting here, next to you
so close, yet so far
I can smell your perfume, but can't hold your hand
what would happen if they seen?
no one warned me
about falling in love
with the girl in the closet
YOU ARE READING
broken hearts, shattered souls
PoesíaPoems that go through the stories of how it feels to be lgbtq+
no warning
sitting here, next to you
so close, yet so far
I can smell your perfume, but can't hold your hand
what would happen if they seen?
no one warned me
about falling in love
with the girl in the closet
