I'll Talk To You Later
Mom, I’m gay
I’ll talk to you later.
I’m sorry (but not really),
I’m in love with a girl.
She is stunning,
My heart is full.
Mom, I’m gay
I’ll talk to you later.
When you find out I will die,
At the hand of your disownment.
You will hate me,
For something I cannot change.
Mom, I’m gay
I’ll talk to you later.
Past winter spent falling,
Last spring, spent in love.
The way she looks at me,
I think she’s it.
Mom, I’m gay
I’ll talk to you later.
“You are not allowed talk to her;
She is a lesbian.”
Choking on sobs for endless nights,
Through partition, we persevered.
Mom, I’m gay
I’ll talk to you later.
Escaping at 4 a.m,
Sloppy kisses under the sunrise.
Stupid boy with messy hair, I wish I’d never met you.
You’d Influenced me to tell her, “I don’t know how I feel.”
Mom, I’m gay
I’ll talk to you later.
A heartbroken summer, beginning with the words;
“I want my stuff back.”
And yet I healed, brought back from dust,
Revival of the cloud girl.
Mom, I’m gay
I’ll talk to you later.
After 2 months of silence, she returned to my heart,
Keeping the streaks of my friend, I asked you how you were.
Kindred spirits in love with each other,
I know she’s it.
Mom, I’m gay
I’ll talk to you later.
She’s always been it,
She is my universe.
I cannot comprehend how you’ll react,
With anger and malice and resentment.
Mom, I’m gay
I’ll talk to you later.
You’ll be missing out,
Because my future is bright!
I hope you want to come to my wedding,
But if not, your loss.
Mom, I’m gay
I’ll talk to you later.
I will be happy with or without you,
Harsh, but true.
I love you but I won’t break,
I will never deny myself for you.
Mom, I’m gay
I’ll talk to you later.
I’m sorry (but not really),
I’m in love with a girl.
She is stunning,
My heart is full.