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My Gay Moment

My mom always told me not to show my heart so much,
because she said the world will chew it up and spit it out in chucks that won’t fit back together.

See in fourth grade, I met a girl.
She was beautiful, met her in the bus line.
Her friend next to her started the conversation, she said “hey Andrew, do you think my friend Chloe’s cute.”
I had been looking at her friend chloe for about 3 minutes straight,
I didn’t know what to say.
I was like a freight train off the tracks, I answered “yes.”
And smiled.
She then replied, “you two should date because chloe thinks your very cute.”

It’s funny, I don’t really remember doing anything with chloe.
I just remember this feeling of the world crashing down on my ten-year-old shoulders, when we broke up 3 weeks later.
That day we broke up.
I got home, and I cried in my room.

You must understand this was the first time I’ve been heartbroken.
I remember my mom came into my room, and asked what’s wrong.
In my hand I held something that didn’t belong,
a note chloe had written that was given to me by one of her friends earlier that day.
Basically, it said we are done
but I hope we can still be friends and at the end of the note she drew a picture of us playing together on the playground.

We never became friends after that.
I actually became friends with her next boyfriend who she dropped me for,
and he was spending more time with me than with her so she dumped him.
Long story short, every boyfriend she had that went to the same elementary school from grade 4 to 5
I became really good friends with.

Basically, I was trying to get back together with her by stealing her boyfriends.
Which was the worst possible decision
because that made me look like I’m gay.
Which I’m not,
And Not that there’s anything wrong with being gay.
We’ve all had our moments, mine just happened to be when I was 10 and heart broken.

But you know I never would’ve made such good childhood friends if I wouldn’t have put my heart out there.
Now, was making new friends
the goal of becoming friends with her boyfriends,
heck no.
But it just means there’s a silver lining to almost anything,
you just must have the courage to see it.
So, mom
I’m sorry, but I believe
my heart is too strong for the world to chew!

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Blind Love Syndrome

I have a confession to make.
I don’t know if you’ve ever heard, or witnessed a case like this
But uhh.
I have a problem with falling for someone too hard too early
It’s otherwise known as blind love syndrome.
I don’t know why it happens but it seems to me like my heart loves too strongly too early.
And there’s nothing I can do about it.
It doesn’t happen with every girl I like,
It only happens when I meet someone special, and there’s a hidden connection that makes me feel as if we are soaring with the gods when we are together.

Or so it seems to me.

The time limit of blind love syndrome is inconsistent, but the only way to know you’ve had it is after it passes.
You’re left feeling that you could’ve done better
Said something funnier
Dressed nicer
Looked more modeler
Been more like that guy she’s now seeing-er.

You’re left lost, yet somehow seeing her happy and smiling again makes you happy.
But you’re heart feels like an empty hole.
Making it hard to breathe because when she was with you she took your breathe away,
And now all your left with are those moments with her constantly replaying in your cinematic mind,
like your watching a movie but the rewind button is constantly being pressed by you because it’s hard to move onto the next scene when earlier you thought what you had together was something so special that only the two of you understood.
But the rest of the movie shows that’s not true.

I just wish she would’ve chosen me
I just wish she would’ve chosen me.

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Megan

The air is humid
And the wind is cold.

She holds my hand to find warmth.
Her hand feels thin and her body looks weak.
But her mind is strong 
For she has been carrying a load much 
larger than herself for quite some time. 

I picture her back when she was young and precious.
Eyes full of life
Heart full of wonder
Mind ready to create
And her soul soaring above the heavens.

Now, I’m afraid this load she carries is taking away her innocence. 
And infecting her with ignorance
Blinding people from seeing her true self.

Instead, they see a crippled human 
With no hope.
No belief that she is strong enough. 

But I believe in her 
I see the strength in her eyes
The love that is still in her heart 
And her soul still soaring—

She looks at me and then looks up towards the sun.
Soaking in the last glimpse of light 
she will take with her
on her journey to lighten this heavy load.

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Deserve Better

You pulled me in close and said youve never met someone like me
You asked me what I wanted out of this and I said you
You pulled me in tighter
You smiled wider
And your teeth shined brighter
I thought this was it

Every word you said
I believed

You made me feel a way I’ve never felt
We could’ve been something so special

But you went and hooked up with another man.
You did tell me immediately but there was no regret in your voice

I should’ve ended things then

But I muscled away my pain
Tried to grasp onto a reality where we were the same
But that just wasn’t true.

I don’t regret falling for you
I regret letting myself fall for you everyday after you showed your true colors and I refused to see them.

But life is about learning from your mistakes,
So if you’re reading this don’t take it personally
In reality, I just wanted to say thank you for teaching me what love is and what love isn’t.

Love isn’t lies to disguise what you really want
Love isn’t sex schemes and late nights
Love isn’t me hiding away from how I really felt and telling myself this is love.
No, love is trust, love is understanding, and love is created not found.
And it felt like we were onto it for 2 months, yet after what happened I kept myself on your leash
and I chose to hang onto it like there was some possibility of things being the same.

There were moments where I pictured a life without you and I didn’t want to live that.
But here I am
You said I deserve better
and you’re right

But this poem is not about her or what happened.

I cannot go back and change the past
and looking back on it now
I wouldn’t change it.
After the weeks of beating myself over it everyday
I finally decided to say you know what
Thank you.
It was like a weight taken off my shoulders and the negative voice in my head desecrated

Love is not linear, it’s not like math where this formula and you press solve on the calculator and it comes out all nice and neat.
Love is really really hard y’all
Sometimes it makes it hard to stand tall
But when you choose to love and accept yourself in 360°
That means you love and accept your past self
Who you are now
And you will love yourself in the future.
Then you will start to see what you can earn.
Not what you deserve
I know she told me I deserve better
But in reality i got to earn it.

So, to the woman who broke my heart I say thank you because you gave me the opportunity to love myself again.

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Let It Be Me

Let it be me. 
Let me be the one to see you.
Let me be the one to accept you. 
Let me be the one that gives you faith.
Let me be the one you hold onto. 
Let me be the one that can replace your hate with laughter and love. 
Let me be the that can make your soul fly.
Let me be the one who you can be open and vulnerable with. 

Let it be me, who is so lucky to have your heart. 
Let it be me, the one you choose to hold onto when the world comes crashing down on you. 
Let it be me, the one who is leveled by her eyes. 
Let it be me
Let it be me
Let it be me

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Understand Me

Please, sit down across from me
and tell me what you see. 
Am I white? black? Asian? Indian? native American?

Don’t be a fool; 
listen so that maybe you’ll understand. 
God gave you ears for a reason. 

Allow me to explain my actions. 
You may have been born into a different home.
One with stress
One with ease
One with hate
One with love. 

I was only given what I got, 
and if you grew up looking through my eyes
You would see I’m doing the best 
with what I have. 

So, don’t label me by my actions, 
or the color of my skin.
When you do that I am no longer a person, 
You will only see me by what you call me. 

I have a heart like you, 
And god gave each one of us a voice to speak,
Eyes to create, and ears to understand. 

So, understand me and love me.
In return I will do the same to you. 

Please, don’t be a fool and try to act cool. 
It’s through love and understanding that we may live harmony.

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My Apologies

I’m sorry for always getting caught up in the moment 
I’m sorry that i let my emotions drive most of my actions
I’m sorry that I tend to attend to people who don’t deserve my heart 
I’m sorry I’m just trying to figure out who I am 

I’m sorry for the time I fell to quick 
Stood too fast 
I’m sorry for the time I didn’t apologize and forgive 
I’m sorry for always being the one to get in the way 
I’m sorry I’m just trying to figure out who I am 

I’m sorry for saying stuff that’s not funny 
I’m sorry for giggling at random things 
I’m sorry for believing in second chances 
I’m sorry for always focusing on the best in people when their actions prove other wise

I’m sorry for not changing even though I’m trying 
I’m sorry for building my moments on relationships 
I’m sorry I’m just trying to be me 
I’m just being me

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April 10th

Getting up this morning
has never seemed so hard. 
The space between the floor 
and my hanging feet as I sit on the edge 
of my bed has never seemed so high. 

It's as if I'm sitting at the top of the Empire state building,
looking down at this materialistic world. 

OH HOW we've become so attached to things 
that only satisfy our greed, 
instead of our happiness. 

Perhaps that's why, 
although the sun shines the air is still cold.
Because when we exhale 
(Deep breathe in and out)
That carbon dioxide is cold like our hearts. 

Perhaps that's why
we use alcohol, oxycontin,
marijuana, and cocaine 
because we have become so plain
that we need these stimulants to stimulate our bodies 
with false feelings. 

But I guess these false feelings 
are the closest we can get to real feelings.
(sigh).

This world I choose not to accept. 
Because although this might be the way things are, 
that doesn't determine the way they ought to be.

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Broken Hearted, and Optimistic

It’s been a while since I’ve had this feeling in my chest
Or had someone constantly on my mind. 

Like a song you constantly sing
Because it helps you get through the day
I keep singing about what she did or said 
That allowed her to somehow find her way into my heart. 

Perhaps it’s her voice
She sounds like an angel that fell from heaven 
Injured her vocal cords on impact 
And is trying to find her voice. 

Maybe it’s the way her cheeks curl up when she smiles? 
Or the way she looks at me? 
Seeing right through me leveling me with her eyes. 

One thing is sure—god didn’t 
Waste a single inch 
When he made her. 

She walked into the room, 
And my hearts been stalling. 

She took my hand and lead me 
Back to a time when I was unbroken.

We danced in the night. 
The loud music began to simmer 
And it felt like time slowed.

Just kiss her
I told myself. 

Our faces moved closer together
Her eyes starred into mine
Her cheeks began to curl as if she discovered 
something special.

I put my thumbnail to the bottom 
Of her chin, 
She raised her heels off the ground. 

A blissful kiss. 

Finally, what I’ve been wanting was in my arms. 
We both have been broken, 
but when we were together 
Our broken pieces seemed to fit together. 

My hearts been broken 
and it’s been whole. 

Dreams of you and me 
Constantly playing in my mind
Dirty dancing in the dark. 
Traveling the world
There seemed nothing we couldn’t do. 

She gave me attention
gave me hope. 
I gave her all of me, 
But she found something new…

See love is a game, 
And like anything else in life it will end. 
You will either win or lose.

When you lose, it will hurt.
A broken heart is one of the worst feelings in the world 
Because something you wanted, loved, and invested time into
is no longer possible.

BUT 
there’s always tomorrow.
There are always positives to take away.
Focus on them.

The right one will come
Just be patient. 
Enjoy the game, 
be grateful for the memories and the opportunity 
because love is one complex mother f*****.