A Divergent Poem
I don't think I will grow a thicker skin in this lifetime,
And I won't stop carrying my heart on the sleeves.
Maybe the ice cold water that makes you shiver, feels just room temperature to me.
But the bright lights that cheers you up and makes you dance, will have my eyes shut down involuntarily.
Maybe the physical pain that makes you cry for your dear life, will only make me wince and sometimes I laugh with that too.
But the sneakiest noises will make me cover my ears and close my eyes as if an explosion is happening.
Maybe the books that make you imagine unreal worlds with finest details , will only make me wonder how imagination works for you.
But the colours that explode in my eyes when I squeeze my eyeballs a little is a wonder you will never experience.
Maybe your definition of love involves hugs, kisses and sex
But I find love in the silence I share with someone and the shared interests.
It does not make my love any less than yours!
Maybe the people who cracked open my heart just out of curiosity would leave me with bigger scars than I could ever heal.
But I am learning to let the cracks be cracks and not to make them walls.
Maybe another being reading this and nodding their head is the only thing I am counting on in this life,
The possibility of differences being celebrated even if I don't get to see it in this life time.
