She, He, They

She, He, They

She was a quiet girl at first.

She was awkward: not the brightest bulb in the box but definitely would try to make your day seem brighter.

She was not comfortable with who she was.

She is a friend, a dependable person.

She is a perfectionist.

She has her specialties and her differences.

She may walk with a limp.

She may not be the prettiest.

She may drive me up the wall sometimes.

It matters not, for she is still beautiful in my eyes.

He had a way of saying things in a nice way, but they made you apprehensive all the same.

He was a bit of a mystery, but then he opened up to me.

He is a giver, selfless and doting.

He might be forgetful but I am too so I can’t hold it against him.

He is sweet like candy.

He sometimes turns sweet into a swear word--he's just that nice. 

He has a beautiful soul, one so kind and free flowing it makes you feel unworthy.

He is the definition of a gentleman.

He may not look the same as he did before.

It matters not, for he is still the same person I knew.

And you know what? She and he are one and the same.

They are precious.

They are free.

They are one of the things right with the world.

They are the open-minded, ever-growing, ever-learning, all accepting spirit you wish you could be.

And no matter what they choose to identify as,he, she, or any other title just as sweet,

They, will always have a special place in my heart.