Most of today I’ve been in a state of a million nerves being plucked. I didn’t know what was wrong until after I fixed it, unknowingly in the moment, because I did it in on a whim.
I’ve trusted my sister for a long time, and now I know that trust was not misplaced.
I came out to her as bisexual, and she didn’t make a big deal about it, which was what I needed.
I’ve only told four people now, three friends and my sister.
I needed her to know, she’s important to me. I needed her support, even if she doesn’t vocalize it.
All of a sudden, as I sit in a starbucks (as per usual), I feel as though things are right, and they didn’t before I told her.
I have a venti black coffee and it’s in a fall cup.
It’s chilly outside.
Things are right.
The skies grey hue,
Gently comforting the day in new.
I hopefully play my cards,
wondering when I’ll tell you.