A Letter to God from a Sapphic Atheist
Dear God,
She's phenomenal.
She makes me feel
Free
She makes me feel
Loved
Seen
Understood.
God, I love her.
But why,
Why did you make me
Nothing but a girl.
I love you,
she tells me
In tears.
She loves me,
She loves me, God.
But our love is a sin,
You told us so.
She whispers prayers in a kiss.
Our love makes her feel
Trapped
Our love makes her feel
Hated
Invisible
Misunderstood.
Why, God, why can’t we love.
Were we so wrong,
To be young
And in love.
Damned to Hell.
Perhaps
She and I
Will meet again there,
And we can love without judgment.
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