It sucks,
constantly feeling like
I have to go out
and kiss a girl
just to prove to everyone I'm bi.
But, what's worse
is that I'm starting to believe people
the thoughts have started as well,
they made a home,
welcomed everyone they knew
for a house warming party
I'm not bi unless I've kissed the same-sex,
explored their body at night
past the one year anniversary of us being together.
But, I know that's not true
because how can someone
know if their straight
if they haven't kissed the opposed sex.
How do they know?
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Violet Strings
الشعر"My lips burn to feel the pressure of her lips on mine." Violet Strings is an LGBTQ+ poetry collection that focuses on romance between two girls, coming out, her not being accepted in her family and how she deals with everything.
