"Tell your parents about the timewhen you told me that you loved me,and no amount of force could..."

“

Tell your parents about the time

when you told me that you loved me,

and no amount of force could ever

separate us from being together.

When you said that, you must

have forgot about the strength

that not only your mother,

but your father holds as well.

Together, they create pressure

that not even a professional

body builder could withstand.

Whenever I come over,

and your parents are standing

in our vision, you don’t look

at me in the eyes, and your

hands are even more frantic

than the nerves in your mind.

I can see the way you hold

your tongue with your teeth,

and how you nudge me into the

opposite side of where you

are standing. If your parents

detect even the slightest hint

of attraction, they board-up

their home and they don’t

come out until everything

suddenly feels miles away.

But I’m not afraid of isolation,

and I’ve grown used to the feeling

of rejection; a feeling that

some use in the place of love.

So whenever your parents leave

the room, and we are alone,

don’t look at me in the eyes

and make me feel as if everything

will someday be sorted out.

Because if you cannot even tell

the people who claim to love you

the most about how you feel, than you

don’t even deserve a moment

of my understanding.

”

- “Our love is not forbidden, it’s just misinterpreted," - Colleen Brown