Billy and J-O, I love you.

She was 16.
Beautiful and angry.
Confused and sure.
She knew what would happen.
She took that leap.

She was 15.
I didn't know her, as her.
I don't know her.
I know someone else,
Someone new.
Someone.

They are my friends.
Teenagers.
Completely sure of everything.
Positively sure of nothing.

They are not the girls I knew,
They are the boys I know.

They know more about me than possible.
I know more about them than I should.

They are different.
Female-to-male,
Beautiful-and-handsome.

Ridicule them,
I'll take you down.
Lay a single finger on them,
I'll take you out.

They are my friends.
Some of my truest friends.
They are what they are.
Now deal.

• A former member wrote: I love you.
  
  
• On Saturday, August 4, 2007, PoeticHellion (210) wrote:
  
  I love you too. That's why I wrote this like, two years ago.
  
  
• On Thursday, March 23, 2006, Dissolving Poet (784) wrote:
  
  Wow that was awesome, so protective and putting a beautiful light on your friends and your self...I loved it, I could read it over and over again just.. so I can remember the protectiveness
  
  
• On Wednesday, March 15, 2006, Nail Bunny (184) wrote:
  
  thats awesome. if i'm reading this right, (and i'd like to believe that i am) that is a fabulous poem on an amazing subject. even if i'm not reading it right, its still a great poem.
  
  
• On Friday, March 17, 2006, PoeticHellion (210) wrote:
  
  Thank you, Jake.