“you better not be a lesbian.”
i don’t know how to tell you
that i’m not, but i’m also not
when being yourself is
a revolutionary act
sometimes it can be scary to be honest—
i want to tell you,
but i don’t want you to stop loving me
for knowing the truth;
and so i keep it to myself because my
fear of the unknown combined with the
relationship pstd i have makes me
terrified of driving yet another person away
by being too much or too little or just being me—
wish i could be brave enough to say
i don’t care if i lost you,
but that’s a lie;
i love you and i want you to continue
loving me—
but living in this closet is eating me alive
i rather face the vultures of your wrath
than remain voiceless.
-linda m. crate
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