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So I drunk confessed my feelings for a friend in the religion AWHILE back lol… but reminiscing on his non judgemental reaction and what could have been I wrote this tonight. Writing is becoming therapy for me. The fact another guy in the religion didn’t write me off after that meant a lot. Maybe one day….

“Forbidden Fruit “

You’re my forbidden fruit
The one I could never have
Just a friend
If anyone would ever ask

Why am I confused of what I even feel for you
Whether you were a figment of my imagination or a real love story

A brother in arms
A comrade
A confidant and more

You could have laid me over to punishment if you really wanted
But when I bore my heart you guarded it

In some other universe maybe we could have been lovers

Eyeing each other from under the covers

But somehow I have a weird sort of peace
Maybe one day
You’ll be on the side of the fence where we both will feel at ease.

So I drunk confessed my feelings for a friend in the religion AWHILE back lol… but reminiscing on his non judgemental reaction and what could have been I wrote this tonight. Writing is becoming therapy for me. The fact another guy in the religion didn’t write me off after that meant a lot. Maybe one day….

“Forbidden Fruit “

You’re my forbidden fruit
The one I could never have
Just a friend
If anyone would ever ask

Why am I confused of what I even feel for you
Whether you were a figment of my imagination or a real love story

A brother in arms
A comrade
A confidant and more

You could have laid me over to punishment if you really wanted
But when I bore my heart you guarded it

In some other universe maybe we could have been lovers

Eyeing each other from under the covers

But somehow I have a weird sort of peace
Maybe one day
You’ll be on the side of the fence where we both will feel at ease.

Wrote a little poem about PIMO/on the way to POMO life. Kinda themed off of family expectations living with PIMI parents. Hope you guys enjoy ~~

“Red Elephant “

When someone asks you to not think about a red elephant
The only thing in your mind is exactly what they just said
Well here’s the thing
I’m the elephant in red
I labor over every opinion those around me have
What my friends and family have left unsaid

The old me was painfully self aware
Laboring over whether people truly cared
Between hyper vigilance and nonchalance
Succeeding in life while feeling like the savant

Incongruence is an uncomfortable state
A state I fled from forever because of my own self hate

But one day I said enough I’m done
I am enough
But I’m figuring out that trusting in yourself is a bit more tough.

But if people won’t have me for me it’s a price I’m willing to pay.
After years of pretending just so people would stay.

So even though I may be the elephant in red
I’d like to think it’s not all doom and gloom.
So here’s to hope and trying to find the bright
I see you, friend. Keep up the fight.