I don't know how personal this poem is to you, but I'm sure this is reality to some, so I feel like I should treat it as a personal thing.
I may not be the best suited person to comment on this topic, because when on rare occasion I actually have a crush on someone, or something along those lines, I tend to unabashedly admit it, with no concern for that persons gender or sexual orientation. I honestly don't think it matters; rejection feels the same regardless.
But this is about acceptance, I think(?), and as I just explained, I'm not inclined to be concerned about that, but I still feel the priorities are a little messed up. Of course, that's not something I could blame anyone for, except for maybe saying that something is wrong with the world in general. In the end, I think the only thing that matters is whether you can accept yourself for being who you are. Some people will reject you, some will even hate you, but that kind of contempt is something that pertains to anything remotely different from the norm; it's not limited to sexual oriontetion. The moment that kind of hardship becomes unbearable, is the moment you let it get to you and actually start believing that something is wrong with you. On the other hand, if you can accept yourself for who you are, that kind of hardship becomes a test of courage that ultimately will strengthen your resolve and leave you with a greater feeling of achievement. I think. Sorry, that was kind of a long ramble.
Anyway, the possibility of rejection comes later; first is acceptance of yourself and your own feelings. Gender doesn't matter in that equation.
Its sad that so many people, like in this poem, have to keep their crushes inside and the love they feel hidden. I love this poem because it shows so much real, raw emotion that many feel everyday. Great poem. Thanks for sharing :)
I would change or remove the second part of the last line, not really needed, stands on it's own and goes without saying, the work is good, and I think many can relate.
I like certain elements of this one. The passion and emotion are clear, and are well used. The "I" and "She" contrast is nice.
I do wish there was a bit more structure. It feels like you were forcing too much into this structure. The concept is great, the setup seems to let the concept down.
I don't know how personal this poem is to you, but I'm sure this is reality to some, so I feel like I should treat it as a personal thing.
I may not be the best suited person to comment on this topic, because when on rare occasion I actually have a crush on someone, or something along those lines, I tend to unabashedly admit it, with no concern for that persons gender or sexual orientation. I honestly don't think it matters; rejection feels the same regardless.
But this is about acceptance, I think(?), and as I just explained, I'm not inclined to be concerned about that, but I still feel the priorities are a little messed up. Of course, that's not something I could blame anyone for, except for maybe saying that something is wrong with the world in general. In the end, I think the only thing that matters is whether you can accept yourself for being who you are. Some people will reject you, some will even hate you, but that kind of contempt is something that pertains to anything remotely different from the norm; it's not limited to sexual oriontetion. The moment that kind of hardship becomes unbearable, is the moment you let it get to you and actually start believing that something is wrong with you. On the other hand, if you can accept yourself for who you are, that kind of hardship becomes a test of courage that ultimately will strengthen your resolve and leave you with a greater feeling of achievement. I think. Sorry, that was kind of a long ramble.
Anyway, the possibility of rejection comes later; first is acceptance of yourself and your own feelings. Gender doesn't matter in that equation.
You should totally go for it. As far as homosexuality goes, lesbians seem to be much more universally accepted, even by bigots, than gay men. I think it has to do with the inherently repulsive nature of the male body.
Anyway, great job with this one. I've often felt the same way in the past, even though I'm not a girl.
Is it just me or do crushes just know how to push the limits of our affection?? Or know the correct buttons to push to tug us along..then flick the switch and send us into a tailspin.. Very nice description and one can feel the anxiety of "does she or doesn't she" "will she or won't she" questions... :)