five things they don't teach you in highschool by Khaimin, literature
Literature
five things they don't teach you in highschool
1.
it's okay to fall in love.
i mean, they tell you you're never going
to marry your high school sweetheart and i'm not going
to tell you it's a lie
because it's not. you guys will probably
break up and it's gonna hurt like hell
but you'll be okay. remember, you are not the only one
who has felt loneliness like a knife,
the only one to know the pain of lungs collapsing
because they were your air,
and you will never be the only one who whispered
"i love you" two lives too soon.
you will not be the last one to have tucked
hair behind their ear and leaned in for a kiss
or the last one to wake up reaching for a hand that's no longer there.
b
I am a girl
And so are you
When you kiss me
I feel brand new
People might stare
They might get mad
But they can't understand
Nothing they never had
My heartbeat flutters
My brain is a mess
I love you more everyday
Not ever less
I want to protect you
I want you to smile
I want you to know
You're not a trial
Without a doubt
You're my mate and soul
And without you
I might lose control
Boys want to fix me
Girls only sigh
But when I look at you
I cannot see why
They say we're the same,
But we're nothing alike
They label us weirdo's,
Ugly, and dyke
But there's a secret
They do not know
That our romance
Is not just s
I wondered if you could hear my heart in your sleep,
Recognize the smell of my skin in your dreams,
Touch my lips when you wake up,
And whisper in my ears while I sleep.
I pondered all that as you fell asleep to my heartbeat,
Breathing softly on my chest with one of your hands still feeling me.
And when I wake up it was your lips,
Or maybe it's all just a dream.
But when I declared "I love you",
I could feel your lips at my ear,
Whispering the sweet melody,
Of everything I ever wanted to hear.
The moment was awkward and all was still
One moment we were laughing and then silence prevailed.
Our eyes met but I grew afraid
Quickly I blushed and looked the other way.
But he just smiled at me and took my hand
Sometimes I just hate it when he always understands.
And even more when he tucks my hair behind my ear.
He looks at me like that and logic just disappears
I get weak in the knees, my hands start to shake
Has anyone ever compared love to an earthquake?
If not, I would have to say thats how it makes me feel
I have to sit down or I cannot deal
And he just laughs at me as he sets me down
Safely, I si
Homophobia Is Gay by XxvampireprotectorxX, literature
Literature
Homophobia Is Gay
This one goes out to every boy bullied after school
Because he kissed his boyfriend in public
This one goes out to every girl that their father won`t look at
Because he caught her holding hands in the mall with her girlfriend
This is for every father who isn`t allowed to see his child
Because he`s married to another man, and his child`s mother is homophobic
This one is for every mother whose child is in a foster home
Because she is married to another woman
To every boy who is afraid to use the public bathroom
Because he might get security dragging him out
To every girl who is afraid to show her face in class
Because the cool girls
My mom took a trip to Mexico
And stopped by a church to attend mass.
It was quaint, small and brightly colored,
So she went inside.
(She is Catholic and I am not.)
She knows Spanish, is practically fluent in it.
She knew, sitting in her pew, what the priest was saying
About those goddamn homosexuals
And their sin,
And how even the flames of hell
Were too good for them.
That there would be no tolerance from The Heavenly Father
Of their kind.
I had just come out to my mom less than a month before
"Yes I like girls."
My hands had been shaking and my throat was tight,
Like my heart was stuck in it.
For a moment I wanted not
She always fell for boys who needed saving. by sasunaru16, literature
Literature
She always fell for boys who needed saving.
She always fell for boys who needed saving.
Giving them kisses in the dark
to numb their headache from
drinking too much and yet
not enough to kill lust.
She was always adored by boys, who,
if given the chance, would rebuild
the world for her.
But she wanted to be the heroine
and refused to see
she needed saving, too.
How are you?
I am fine, thank you.
Stop lying…
How was your weekend?
It was great, tons of fun!
Besides the nights I spent crying….
Are you sure you’re okay?
Yeah, of course I am fine.
No I’m not I am in so much pain….
Can you imagine being alone?
No, that would be horrible!
When Im not talking to you, Im thinking of you.
When youre away, Im hurting inside for you.
Heart sinking,
Belly aching,
Mind numbing,
Hurt for you.
I miss you.
When Im talking to you, Im thinking of us.
When youre with me I come alive.
Heart beating,
Belly flying,
Mind racing,
Alive for you.
I love you.