indecision-designs

The hurtful stares, The burning laughs, Am I really that different? Does it matter who I like, Whether it be boys, girls, or both? I live every day, Being hated, despised, For something I was born with. What disease plagues me so? What makes them hate? To you, I am a leper. I am a freak with no worth. A homosexual, A gay, A godless heathen, I refuse my titles, As Romeo did to Juliet... Or rather, Romeo to Benvolio? Yes, that seems more fitting. I love my fellow women, More than most others. Does that make me wrong? Will I be forgiven by God? To be  honest, I don't care about anyone's opinion, Let alone God's

I think I love you. I got your letter when it fell from the sky and crashed onto my head and went straight through to my heart. I can still recite every word that you said; it's buried in my soul. Dear girl, It's you and me now. I can still taste your kiss on my tongue. You tasted like freedom and touched me like rain. It was the kind of rain that you don't ever want to end. I know that your heart hurts sometimes when you see the past, but give me a chance to show you the fireflies. Love, The Boy Who Stole Your Heart Please, show me the fireflies under the moon while we fish for stars in the river. You told me once that the only thing