changing who you love is like changing yourself from straight to gay, it’s like stopping the movement of clouds or setting the sun on fire. you can’t because it just is what it is. sometimes you run, not because you’re looking for something but because you’re running from something you can’t have.
beautiful, being, chance, choice, colorful, existence, faithful, fears, feelings, future, identity, individual, instinct, intimacy, intrigue, kiss, knowledge, life, love, pain, passion, perspective, presence, relationships, roads, secrets, strange, trust
in the state of being
this was a choice between who i should be and who i am.
i’m not normal and i love every minute of it.
i take initiative. and i laugh.
i can be weird but i make things fun, i make
things interesting. i like that.
i like to make people smile. and think.
i trust in what i feel inside. i try.
my perspective is different and it cannot be
injected with the poisonous thoughts of a
i believe in love.
i feel. and when i feel,
it’s honest. it’s real. and
and nothing in this world can change that.
i want to kiss you, deeply.
i want to know you. i want to know
the parts of you, no one else does.
i want to know your secrets, your passions,
your fears. i want to be there.
i want to make your life more beautiful-
your existence is a breath of fresh air,
lingering within me,
for months, weeks, days, hours.
you were just a stranger in my midst who
intrigued me with your beauty.
your presence, though new,
has made my life more beautiful.
it has made me believe. and know,
that i am not alone in who i am
and what i believe in.
it’s like the car crash you never saw coming. it just hits you and a fire emerges. the flames.. they take out your past, present, & future. your life gets wiped out in a matter of seconds and you feel like you were alive for this very moment. you feel like this moment is what your purpose was all along. you feel nothing but the beating of your heart. the crash is so vividly reflected in their eyes and you feel connected to a surreal moment wrapped in reality but it feels so good, you disconnect from life. it actually pains you to be torn away because a part of you lives there. all you know is this moment. and that’s what you live for.
intrigues you, doesn’t it?