Why's It Matter Who I Love

Love.

That four-letter

word;

it's not that big a deal,

isn't it?

I mean..

everyone loves..

everyone has feelings

for one another..

everyone falls in love

with that one person

that makes them feel

as if they're floating

on top of a cloud.

So,

what's up with the

ones I love?

Boys and Girls,

they can go around

kissing..

being together..

without fear of

someone coming up to

call them

disgusting..

revolting..

nauseating.

So,

what's up with the

ones I love?

If a man or woman

can make out in public,

why can't I be open

about the ones that

I'm in love with?

Why do I have to

be ashamed

of who I am;

of who I love;

of who I want to

be with?

Why do I have

to make an

announcement

to let others know

who I love,

or who I want to be?

Love;

that four-lettered word.

It means so much

for such a little word.

Love.

It's really not that big

of a deal,

is it?

Why do I have to

break the news

about who I am

in fear that I'll

upset someone;

in fear that I'll

betray someone

who claimed to have

love me just moments

before.

Why does it matter;

loving those of the same sex;

why's it have to matter

that I feel the same attraction

to those of my sex

than another may have

towards a different sex?

Why's it matter that

I want to be with those

who look like me?

Why do so many

want to fight so

damn hard

against something

just because it looks

"different"?

Love;

it's not disgusting..

revolting..

nauseating.

It's love;

that four-lettered word

that everyone has

experienced

at least one time

during their life.

Love.

It's something

everyone

deserves to have

experienced;

no matter who

they feel it for.

Love.