The Little Things You Do To Me

At first I was scared cuz I didn't know what I was getting myself into but now I just don't care because my heart has been smiling since I left you... Maybe Vincent was right about us because it's all becoming something I can really believe in too. And I don't even care about all the complicated details of my life right now; I just know that when I think about your beautiful face I can't wipe the goofy grin off of mine. For me, being happy in my day to day life is all that matters. Why worry about what might happen four months down the road? A lot can change in that amount of time & those details in my life might not be so complicated anymore.

Passion Burns

I sometimes hate myself for the way passion burns inside me when I look at a woman. I don't get that same passion looking at a man. Maybe it's because I'm so sexually repressed right now... I've never been able to notice the intense difference before. I always knew that when I walk into a bar I notice the women first, but this is different. A passion wells up inside me when I see two women kiss and I get this feeling that I want something like what they have for myself. When I see a man & a woman together it makes me smile to know that they're happy, however I don't get that same passionate feeling like I do seeing two women together. These kinds of feelings are why I was hesitant to label myself... cuz can you really be bisexual if that fire only arises when you look at one man? Am I really just a lesbian who somehow fell in love with a man?