Whoever wrote this really hit the nail on the head of the reason why I’m a lesbian… Tired of you fake gay hoes. FOH!
-beautiful beginnings and crazy endings-
It’s like being in a deep,
no superficial florescent lights to show your way through,
or iridescent LED lights to flicker in the abyss,
it’s completely dark,
confusion clouds your every thought,
everything is cold,
wind whips past you like shards of glass against your skin,
there is no escape,
no one can help you out,
because no one knows this place like you.
that’s what hurt is like,
that’s what it feels like,
that’s what it is.
What has brought us here?
This place is our pinnacle,
The peak of this mountain,
That we have so painfully,
But beautifully made our way up it’s gargantuan slopes.
Is this what love feels like,
Like driving through the fog,
And then seeing the beautiful break of sunset.
Is it like finally finding the perfect light in a photograph?
It is like reaching this mountain peak,
With you who I have watched reach places,
Places you never knew or thought you’d go.
Making you just like the love we made,
Not in a bed,
But in our lives.
You are first love.
This is first love.
The impeccable sunset at it’s prime,
Shedding watercolors across the globe.
This is love,
My first real love.
That is how we got here,
Forever climbing and reaching,
Believing and teaching.
That’s how we got her my love.
I am currently doing a series of poems that will deal with different aspects and situations of love. The last poem I just published dealt with cheating and loyalty. The next that I will post in coming days will deal with first love. Soon I’ll discover love all over again, come with me on that journey. :)
Didn’t mean to put her there,
In that place that a lot of people can’t escape,
Where dreams are trying to lead you into a reality,
A reality that will never be real.
I’m a loyal soul,
Loyal to love,
So it’s hard to see her there.
It’s hard to see her wanting,
Needing just like me,
But unable to satisfy that hunger.
Her heart is everywhere it should be,
And in places it can’t be as well.
How loyal can I be,
When my loyalty stops at a certain point,