I see you, sitting there, watching me.
You think you know me, the perfect one.
The smart kid, with blond hair and green eyes.
Average height, skinny, the only son.
Raised in trust, love and understanding-
With parents who love me, and accept.

But you really don’t know me at all.
You think you do, but you simply don’t.
You’ve ignored the rumors and signs.
Afraid to face my world- you don’t, you...won’t.
You cannot seem to trust me to tell you-
Who I really am, and always been.

I see you, walking towards me.
You wave in greeting, happy ‘hello.’
I’m at an impasse, should I tell you.
Something you don’t really want to know?
We walk for some time, as companions-
Friends who’ve known each other forever.

But I’m about to tell a secret.
Something that will test our friendship, us.
Somberly the words flow, “I’m gay.”
And in my heart I ache for your trust.
We walk for a bit, you with your thoughts-
And I walk hoping for your support.

I see you, gazing nowhere, thinking.
You thought you knew me, you thought you knew.
You ask why I tell you now, of all times.
I’m not sure why, I think I had to.
Tell you the most import thing of me-
And that I need you now more than ever.

But I see a frown, so slight, escape.
What thoughts you’re thinking, I don’t know.
We stop again, we face each other.
I stare into the ground covered with snow.
We are strangers, as you turn to leave-
Parting ways, forgetting dreams and...hope.

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