But I am Also a Girl

April 3, 2016

I need her

I need her to accept me

to love me

If the sun holds any light

to the darkness behind my eyes

I'll see the glint of her hair

or the shape of her lips

She will understand what it is like

to not understand

what my lips will feel like

pressed to hers.

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