Original poetry, short stories, quotes, and rambles by an everyday giant searching for meaning.
Tuesday, May 28, 2013
The Great Arrival
It's funny how much more painful it is to return to a place you cherish when you know you will be leaving behind those you love.
Fading
The moment I knew I loved you was the night you confessed to me you loved another. Ever since I have
been waiting for the right
making sure that I was
convincing myself that
looking at how you
trying to find the
been slowly loosing you, without ever truly having you.
been waiting for the right
making sure that I was
convincing myself that
looking at how you
trying to find the
been slowly loosing you, without ever truly having you.
No Less
This one is to all the little boys who wanted to play with dolls.
You aren't different.
You aren't weak.
It doesn't make you feminine.
It doesn't steal your masculinity.
It just makes you a little boy who wanted to play with dolls.
This one is to all the little girls who wanted to play with trucks.
You aren't lesser.
You aren't contradicting.
It doesn't make you masculine.
It doesn't steal your femininity.
It just makes you a little girl who wanted to play with trucks.
So to all those little boys and little girls, you have nothing to hide.
You are just a person. No more, no less.
And being a person, after all, isn't anything to be ashamed of.
You aren't different.
You aren't weak.
It doesn't make you feminine.
It doesn't steal your masculinity.
It just makes you a little boy who wanted to play with dolls.
This one is to all the little girls who wanted to play with trucks.
You aren't lesser.
You aren't contradicting.
It doesn't make you masculine.
It doesn't steal your femininity.
It just makes you a little girl who wanted to play with trucks.
So to all those little boys and little girls, you have nothing to hide.
You are just a person. No more, no less.
And being a person, after all, isn't anything to be ashamed of.
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