Hello Elizabeth
I don't remember meeting you
Somedays I wish I could
Wish I could reach back through time and pluck out the moment when I first laid eyes on you
when our eyes first met
when we first touched
when my soul first brushed against yours
I wish I could take that moment and crystallize it in amber
letting it glow from the beauty of beginnings
I want that memory
I want to know our how our story started
because then maybe it will tell me our end
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Her & her
PoetryAn intimate look into my journey from the perfect Catholic girl with internalized homophobia to a girl who is almost okay with her queer identity. Features poems on my journey of self-discovery and acceptance through my struggles with mental health...
