Your eyes held mine
Sorry, questioning concerned
It was good to feel you care
As tears poured from my insides, and fell past the floor of the church
And you prayed over my situation
Honestly, non-judging, like you’d known me forever
Only we’d just met
I let you, I let you pray
To a god who, im not sure I believe in
And I prayed too
For the first time in a long time
That I would let you help me
I envied you for your beliefs
You took this all so easily, so seriously
The way I used to, before I ended up in hell
You put your faith in this so earnestly
Enough to come up to me
Rub your hand across the small of my back
Did you know how much I needed that?
Look at me, one more time
Hold your honest eyes to mine
Make me understand myself
Because for once, I’m willing
To accept your help
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Submission Name: Tears of a church going lesbian
