RippleA Poem by Abigale LeCavalierRipple
You never had to ask, I was always there for you, always.
I held your hand through fire, scraped ice off your windshield in a blizzard, we talked for hours about nothing, and everything.
I would have walked to the end of the world with you; friend, you never had to ask.
I was always there for you, always.
Now I need you and I cant remember your face, or the smell of your perfume.
“Friends are just a bonus when I need them!” you said.
Even me?
That was cruel.
I guess I don’t matter anymore, perhaps I never did.
And it doesn’t bother you that my world is destroyed, just as long as you’re happy.
Smiling; as you seem to be. © 2010 Abigale LeCavalier |
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Added on June 5, 2010 Last Updated on June 5, 2010 Tags: women, trans, tgirl, transgender, transsexual, MTF, FTM, GLBT, LGBT, queer, gay, transition, poetry, poem, real life, bi, gay pride, Abigale LeCavalier, Abby LeCavalier t-girl t girl Author
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