"sometimes, I just want to be your baby. Other times I want to be your mom or dad. Your grandma and your grandpa. Your husband and your wife. I wish I could be each and every one of them to you.."
I saw pictures of my uncle with his closest friend back in college and lwk There was NOTHING heterosexual about these two AT ALL. Especially the fact that he still remembers everything about him even after more than 30+ years. Not sure if they ever realized it, but the tenderness and the genuine love in their eyes was painfully obvious.
Happy pride month to both of them ig.
Maybe we'll meet again,
where the stars remember our names,
in a dream we never finished.
Maybe we'll meet again,
when the moon feels close enough,
and our hearts find the way back to a forgotten song.
Maybe we'll meet again,
like a whisper in the rain,
When the wind calls my name
back home. Back to you.
-K.