VISIBLE

Awaiting Smiles

Unsure.
No one will guess, unless I confess.
But if they won’t guess, is it even true?
If I am the only one who sees it, is it even real?
I kept it hidden, despite knowing it was not forbidden.

Settings changed, people not the same, new.

I caught her eye from across the room, and I knew it was real.

So I whispered to those closest, and they smiled.
I told a few more, and they were ecstatic.
It was not a confession, it was a celebration.

Settings changed, people not the same, old.

I took a deep breath, my figure filled with a brave phrase. I whispered to those closest, and they froze.
I told them again, and they accused me.
It was not a celebration, it was a confession.

Smiles with the new, silence with the old, Waiting for the settings to reset once more.

chloe

chloe

Hello all, I'm Chloe and my pronouns are she/her/hers. I like sunshine, ice cream, and equality! My instagram handle is chloebohn.

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