Ophelia After All

I gave and took away my affections so often, I think my heart has always half belonged to the world and half belonged to me. But I would’ve given her the whole thing, had she asked me to.

I forgot that there are parts of me I’ve yet to discover, versions of me I’ve yet to become

I deserve, one day, to find that again. And to know, no matter their gender, that I’m not settling. Even if that means being alone and unsure for longer than I thought I’d be.

Because I love you whether you love Romeos or Juliets or both or neither or live out the rest of your days with Dad and me and your garden.

What happens when you tell the girls who trust and love you that you realized you sometimes look at them the way they expect boys to?

She looks like an equation done right