I want to be a sap.
I want to smile like a dork thinking about my favorite characters in a kick-line.
I want to laugh uncontrollably when Jimmy or Billy or whatever his name is falls into the Grotto.
I want to cry happy tears when I realize that we made people laugh.
I want to read to children.
I want to draw cards for my friends and write them poems.
I want to go to tumultuous parties, where the worst that could happen is a hangover, but it's worth it.
I want musical theatre to remain as schmaltzy as it is.
I want summer and staying up all night to sit talking inside playgrounds.
I want Valleyfair and the lazy river.
I want escapism.
I want to cry because I love people so much and I don't know what else to do.
I want hugs that last for hours.
I want the right before, before someone leaves.
I want to let people hear me sing and see me cry.
I want to talk at chipotle about the homophobia we've experienced, and laugh it off with "they're just silly jocks".
I want last summer to be the standard my life was set on.
I want to be Joy, my Queertopia character, forever.
I want to be happy.
I want to be happy.
I want to be happy.
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