Falling in love
makes me see the world differently.
I don't care if it's cloudy and cold,
it's still a beautiful morning to me.
I've been singing love songs
without a trace of irony.
I feel whole
in a way I haven't since I was little
and didn't need anyone's approval.
She calls me beautiful,
sexy,
hers.
That's all I'll ever really need
for the rest of my life.
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Deep Water
PoetryA collection of stories and poems about being a trans girl, being alone, and other such cheery things
