My thoughts wandered back into my fourth grade mind frame.
She had beautiful blonde hair and blue eyes,
And a perfectly white smile that reflected the sunlight like a mirror.
She was a good teacher, mmmhmmm, good to look at,
And I even knew it back then,
Before I knew I was a lesbian.
Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
Ranbows are red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple,
And so am I!
My thoughts wandered back into memories of Sam, my first girlfriend.
She was shorter than I was, with wavy black curls,
And with hazel eyes that seemed so enchanting,
And she had beautiful pale white skin, mmmhmmm, lovely girl,
And I knew it
Thanks
For listening
Thanks
For giving me space
Thanks
For caring
Thanks
For taking me seriously
Thanks
For believing I'm normal
Thanks
For brushing the issue away
Thanks
For making me cope alone
Thanks
For letting me go through this
Thanks
For understanding
Thanks
For MIS-understanding
Thanks
For punishing me when I do what you say
Thanks
For waving away explanations
It's just hormones and high school stress
So why SHOULD it be such a big deal?
Thanks
For talking about me like I'm not in the room
Thanks
For watching me cry
Thanks
For everything
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