Stories of Transitioning Journeys

I met a girl I thought I knew before She was standing, waiting at my door I heard her breathe I heard her knock but only once I ignored her, hoping she would go away She wasn't what I wanted Or what I needed No not nearly enough to satisfy I met a girl I thought I knew before She was standing, waiting at my door I heard her breathe I heard her knock but only once I went about my business as if she didn't exist Another day in life surrounded by mist After years of searching wishing and hoping Imagining myself in the body of another I discovered the girl still waiting but older The person I always was and always will be Longing and yearning, pining and sobbing I opened the door and walked into my life I embraced myself and the healing began It finally came, it was there all the time My life finally makes sense Let living commence If only I knew, if only I knew I would not have wasted all that time.
  • Mayor's Office of Veterans Affairs (MOVA)