Let me explain

I not, they or the or them

I describe myself and have to choice to be or not

Labels should be a thing of the past

Like an old and used stinky cast

You may want to be described

I would just say "your not my type"

If you don't understand

There's no need

The longing for reason only comes from greed

If I want something, I seize it

If it isn't mutual, I leave it

Our bond shouldn't change if you don't like my label

I'm no open book but the cards on my table

And know if we mold with the finest glue

This heart is mine but I give it to you

For no words can describe what is us together

These labels at first are the last thing we remember

And if someone asks, we are not bisexual or gay

We are simple in love at the end of the day.