You whisper behind the door
Its soft and almost non existent
Against the noise of the everyday world its drowned out
But at night when all is still I hear it

You ask me why
Ask me if it's too late
Ask me to try again
Tell me its sink or swim

And I'd love to tell you to shut up
Or get a better door
But there is a hint of reality in what you are saying
And it leaves me listening for more

we walk through the garden
the one beside the house with the yellow door
watching the geese lay in their pond
then we look up at the night sky
gazing the wonders that are the stars
and you start singing
la vie en rose

the water ripples
you start skipping stones
the long grass brushed against our ankles
as if it were a cat, rubbing its head on us

the grass left a mark on my shoes
but it’s all right
because you left a mark on my heart.

I’m sorry that I lost my way
That’s why I’m at your door today

I thought the road was calling me
And that there was so much to see

As time edged forward and further away
I knew in my heart I should have stayed

So now I'm standing at your door
With eyes cast down upon the floor

Thoughts telling me that you've moved on Convincing me that it's been to long

Your disbelieving distant eyes bestowed. My heart now belongs to the open road.


©

When a door closes
Knock on it a few times

But if it still does’t open
Let it stay closed

I drew the word "pride"
But it's the Pan flag.
Underneath it it's the same
But it's a trans flag
I couldn't draw a demiromantic and/or a genderflux flag with chalk.
Now we wait for my parents to see