Cleaning out your closet

I just read the most heartwarming "coming out story" on Twitter. This being pride month and all, there are plenty of them online. It had me in my feels for a hot minute. Then it got me thinking...

As a straight person I've never had to deal with it so I know I don't fully understand the journey so I should probably not be speaking on it (feel free to tell me to STFU), having said that, I dream of a future where people don't have to come "out of the closet". Where your sexual orientation isn't something to hide in the first place. Where you don't have to worry about whether your family will look at you differently after they find out who you love - I mean, I'm happy for those whose parents/families were supportive after they came out, but the fact that that was even a question...

I dream of a future where your sexual orientation is literally as important as your zodiac sign.

I'm single-minded about loving you

I'm single-minded about knowing you: your likes, dislikes, your favorites, your pet-hates, your buttons - how hard to push, when to keep silent, when to talk, when to encourage, when to help in letting go.

I'm single-minded about knowing your wants, your needs, your passions, what turns you on, what turns you off, in becoming the fulfillment of your every desire.

I'm single-minded about memorizing your laugh lines, the cadence of your laugh, your grey hairs, the feel of your hangs, your quickening pulse, your resting heartbeat, your heavy sleeping breathing, your nightmare sweats.

I'm single-minded about knowing you: your mind, your soul, your body. And giving you all of me in return.

I'm single-minded in waiting to...fully...know your body.

I'm single-minded in a "till death do us part". In a growth beyond the physical. In a becoming one.

I'm single-minded about loving you.