Chapter Text
Coming out makes it sound
Like a one time thing,
A declaration and you're done,
Like a sort of wedding.
In truth, it's a process,
Happening with each new space,
Deciding how much to share
In each different place.
Sometimes the door
is thrown open wide,
Sometimes you linger
Behind it and hide
You owe no one your story,
There is no one right way.
And treasure the moments
When you are free to be gay.
