Lovers to Friends (a poem)

Apparently being trans has unlocked a dormant poetry gene. My grandfather was a poet, and so was my mum. This one came to me while I was out walking earlier, so I wrote it down as soon as I got home so I wouldn’t forget it.


Lovers to Friends

I spend my days writing about love
While my own life is a story no romance reader would buy

A tale of lovers to friends
A slow, careful untangling of lives entwined
A sifting through to salvage what remains, while quietly mourning what is lost

It isn’t painless, but it’s gentle
Hearts bruised rather than broken…


About Jay Northcote

Author of LGBT romance. Trans (he/him), Parent, cat herder, professional procrastinator.
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5 Responses to Lovers to Friends (a poem)

  1. Blaine L Hall III says:


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  3. loveonastick says:

    Beautiful poetry

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