My Life in Heartbeats

Tally. 26. Queer poet, traveler, musician, and egirl. they/them pronouns. come and find out.

[tallytravels]

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Realistic Pokemons

[tallytravels]

When you first met me

you questioned my sexuality

and I wanted to tell you that my sexuality

is long, soft, slow kisses

and the way a body feels pressed against mine

that for every star I see in the sky

I see two in my lover’s eyes

and that sometimes it’s the funniest thing

when people think we need to have definitions

but sometimes it’s the saddest thing, too

because we define ourselves then keep it hidden

and I remember birds flying in the sky

I thought my oh my, I wonder if they judge each other

for the way they love

floating like clouds in the sky above

does one bird stop their flight to say

hey fuck you, I hate that you’re gay?

I just want to know because 

last week I met someone who made sense

mostly because they were a mess and you wouldn’t believe

the stories they had to tell but you would sooner

judge them by a book and condemn them to hell

I’m just wondering who it was that spoke

the first time out loud about being gay,

saying love is love but only this way

and if people actually thought it was a sin

or if this kid was cool and they wanted to fit in?

Here I am, questions polluting my mind

while you say love is patient love is kind but if that were true

why did the principle of my school

tell me it was wrong to hold my girlfriend’s hand?

I just don’t understand but maybe I’m wrong

and love’s only pitched to one tune; one song

and maybe my whole life I’ve been hitting sharps

my career in music flopping because love isn’t love

and art isn’t art

but then why is my mind spinning

and your god told you that I was wrong

but I tried to pray and he wasn’t listening

damn, you would think that he would tell me, then

why your love is love and my love is a sin

and if your all-father put the birds in the sky

and taught them to love then why the hell can’t I?

But I just sat back, tried to look relaxed

because you weren’t wondering because you were curious

you were wondering because you were judging me

your eyes were open but your mind couldn’t see

I could have told you my love was like endless night

but you could justify killing me

because you thought you were right

I just thought of the birds in the sky above

skipped my explanation and said

I don’t know how to love

you nodded like I was some wise monk

I don’t know, that’s pretty messed up, that it’s

easier to accept that I can’t feel

than to grasp the concept that gay is real

and maybe we would be in the sky

if we used our love to let us fly

maybe you’re keeping me on the ground

because you make me ashamed

of the love I’ve found.

[tallytravels]

Can you be mine? Like, really be mine? Can I call you when you’re sick and hold you when you’re lonely? Can I make you pancakes for breakfast and rub your tummy when it hurts? Can I be yours? Like, really be yours? Can you pick me up at the train station when it’s raining? Can you dancing with me in golden fields? Can we do all those cliche things we secretly wanted to do forever? Can you wipe my tears? Can we be in love? Like, really in love? Can we hold hands in front of everyone and not have to steal kisses, but borrow them? Can we not just be side by side, heart by heart, soul by soul, but intertwined until we can’t tell where I stop and you begin? Can I hold you? Like, really REALLY hold you? It’s not just about our skin touching, our fingers grasping. It’s about our souls melding, our voices whispering to each other as we shut out the darkness and let ourselves shine. It’s not just about wanting each other, it’s about needing each other. Forever or just for a few seconds. Is all that okay with you? Because if not, I’ll wait until it is. I won’t walk away, because at this point, there’s no way I could live without you, and no way I would want to.

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Zion National Park, UT 

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Caroline Munro

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Nazgûl by Victor Ambrus

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“We have been called from darkness into the light.” -Lailah Gifty Akita ………Photo Source: Brooke Shaden Photography

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[tallytravels]

Can you even believe that our hearts are muscles

fist-sized and pumping with intent

that if my heart were a fist it would throw

punches at sixty beats per minute

and running away would be one hundred and twenty

plus blows I’ve thrown per moment I was gone

and I am so tired of running so fast that

I give myself black eyes

and people wonder if I am from an abusive home

if my father beat me or my mother dragged me by my hair

but I have been lucky

I have not yet broken my bones on my heart

and so I don’t have to spend my whole life sleeping

to slow the punches my heart throws

I just have to remember that exercise is less 

important that happiness

and that healthy food helps with aggression

and that sometimes you have to

throw a punch to survive.

[teamrocketing]

*takes a break from doing nothing* ah i really deserved this

[tttwooms]

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When someone asks if I’m gay 🌈😂

[chasing-kassandra]

she’s actually a terrible model🙊 thatfuckinglesbian

[thatfuckinglesbian]

I am the worst model ever and that’s a fact

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