Before us it was unthinkable,
Two boys on a park bench,
Noses and cheeks cold,
Hold hands while others pass
By, young and old.
Young, oh so young,
To face the kind of hate
That they could incur
From this single date.
But they do not care
What others might say,
They are in love, they are happy,
They are seizing the day.
So with racing pulses
And stomach butterflies
They lean in and kiss
Under blue skies.
Before it was unthinkable,
A total taboo,
It is still not accepted
Completely, too.
But we are moving forward
And breaking down walls
We are looking for acceptance,
Everywhere, for all.
Before us it was unthinkable,
But we have hope for the future.
