I want to write poems about someone I’ve never met, or maybe someone with whom I’ll reconnect. I want to dedicate a song to a flame who makes me dance in the shadows of oak trees. I want the silhouettes of our frames to touch, even if we never accomplish it with our flesh. I want you, the outline to an essay I’m still writing out of need for perfection and willingness to attain it. I want summer, in the bowels of a city of queens, find me: I’ll always wait.

Several things happened. I returned home, to Charlotte, NC from Philly where I go to university. I was so ecstatic that I forgot what drove me to attend college 10 hours away. North Carolina passed an amendment to its constitution defining a marriage as a union between a man and a woman yesterday. I realize that this is a touchy subject, especially in the Bible Belt, but I don’t understand how the government that gives people of all faiths, or lack thereof, the right to freedom of expression is used to limit specific groups of that right. Sometimes, when people ask me where I’m from, I’m ashamed to say the South. I just wish that the tolerance that Christianity preaches was actualized in its followers. Because open-minded believers, and non-Christians like myself, are tired of being outnumbered by the bigotry. Enough is enough.

(via sdfudave)

hahahaha. me & devin having fun with “Sure Thing” by Miguel.