—to be seen yet remain hidden.
You reappeared after two years, but now in a different form. Your face may change, your hair may grow, your smile may differ, your dress, and even your appearance, but I know my heart will always recognize you. No matter how tremendous your change may be, my heart will always recognize its holder. The anger and sadness that has been buried was awakened by your presence. How I wish homosexuality didn’t take you away from me. Oh, Rabbi.
—Red
You reappeared after two years, but now in a different form. Your face may change, your hair may grow, your smile may differ, your dress, and even your appearance, but I know my heart will always recognize you. No matter how tremendous your change may be, my heart will always recognize its holder. The anger…
stop telling people that you were fine and that they don’t have to worry about you just for the sake of their peace of mind, when you are not actually fine and it still crushes you.
Writings of Red 