At Least We Are Under The Same Sky.

i have an eclipse father

he’s rarely home & when he is it’s only physically

but in the summer

in the summer he’s my protector, my sweet father

he rides roller coasters with me

and teaches me about the world

but then fall rolls around

and again i’m left cold

“i don’t think we were ever just friends.”

not only do my favorite people leave me

my favorite things do too

i lose them one by one

just like i lost you

to you, secrets are a game. to me, secrets are a treacherous weight.

thinking about how my cool democratic aunt bought me a book about a girl with internalized homophobia in an extremely religious town, that literally entirely applies to me.... do y’all think she knows somehow🤔

bi culture is wanting to wear sweatpants but not knowing how to make it look gay enough

it was oddly relieving

once it was all said and done

no more heightened emotions

now that you’re gone

when i get ready i ask myself “do i want to dress casey gardener gay or effy stonem gay today?”

the stars still shine the same with out you here

i look just as pretty without you telling me so

i think i overvalued your importance

you were just a guy

who didn’t like me

as much as i liked you

“why would you just assume taylor swift is gay?”

i actually listen to her music, hope this helps!