Lizzie kissed me
I was suprised when I didn't feel the usual fire from the connection
I was worried
"I love you" she said
"I love you.."
The end of my word trailed off
"So, Alex, I'm sorry but, I don't want to be your girlfriend anymore"
She said it rushed as if it was an impending slap in the face
It was a slap in the face though
She was the first person, and the only person, I could think of that loves me for being me
"Okay then..."
I said it warily, not wanting to cry
I will miss her
The feel of her hands in my hair
And the feel of her lips on mine
As she kisses me
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A Boy in Pink
PoetryA trans boy is depressed He hates himself, and others around him Life apparently hates him too A pansexual demigirl is also depressed For different reasons She has been thrown out of her house because she is queer And now we have our little genderfl...
