She held me like a fairy tale. Wrapped up the broken fragment of my heart did magic trick, her blue eyes must have been enchanting enough that my pieces fell back together.
I now hold her hand in walmart. On sidewalks. We sit together in movies with our arms around eachother. I am no longer afraid to kiss her when we wait in line. Just afraid I'll stay with her like that for eternity. Afraid I won't be able to spend eternity with her.
I didnt choose to fall in love with her. And for a while, I chose not to tell her. But these feelings were undeniable. Things that shouldn't be hidden.
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Rambles of a Queer Girl
Genç KurguIt was different. I felt something different. They couldn't be butterflies. No. Not with them. I can't get butterflies. She's a girl. No. I'm just lonely. No, I'm just depressed. No, I can't like a boy and a girl at the same time. That's too far, w...
