They Say This Love is Blasphemy

She brought the minister over here to tell me that.
I already knew it. I already knew she hated it.
But I never felt love until SHE held me as I cried.
I didn't know what love was until I saw it in HER eyes.
The song says "my new religion is you."
I offer cards and gifts at my altar, and I think about YOU before I act, so yeah, YOU are my religion.
YOU are my god Mickey. They can't stop the way I feel.
Blasphemy is going against religion, but if you are my religion, then this cannot be blasphemy.

"I think you know why I'm here."
"yes" thinking: "yeah stupid, it's cause you don't get love"
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"We're cheering for you."
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"if it is against god, it is hate."
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"we're running out of time, you"ll be 18 soon!"
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"I'll see you sabbath, I hope?" *looking at mom"
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"Do you want to feel normal again?"
"Yes." thinking; "I don't want to feel like I'm part of a freak show: put on display for everyone to see my imperfections."
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"Do you want to look down at a baby and know it is yours?"
thinking: "he's saying I will never have a baby without a man. I don't need a man. I need a doctor! I will never let a man do anything to me that could impregnate me. I will never let a man touch me. if you convince me that this is wrong, I will still never fall in love with a man."
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The long and short of it: Mom had the minister over because she hates my love. she hates that I love a girl. she can't stand to see me with her. He made me promise to "work on myself." and read some dumb booklet. I hate them.

She wrapped everything up with, "a recovering drug addict cannot live next to a crack house." meaning that I cannot talk to my love, my life, my Mickey, anymore. Cause she got one thing right: she is my drug.