Sexuality

Love is love, but we frown upon certain kinds.

I remember when I was scared to let the world knowthe kind of love that I like.

Hiding a relationship...Four years to be exact.

Hurting myself and my partner.

Embarrassed of our lifestyles.

Took some time to realize hiding makes it worse.

It's time to live my truth and get what I deserve.

This poem is about: 
Me

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