Love Is Love

They Walk,
In Two Separate Lines.

The Girls In One,
And The Guys In The Other.

They Walk,
While Only Talking To The Same Gender.

It Feels Normal That Way.

Sometimes Though,
They Glance At The Other Line,
And Possibly,
Wink Or Wave.

But When They Actually Get To Talk,
They Walk Out Of Line,
And Hold Hands,
Never Letting Go.

And For What Seems Like Forever,
This Goes On.

But Some People,
Are Different.
Such As Myself.

We Walk In Our Own Line,
A Third Line.

We Are Teased,
Insulted,
And Ignored,
By The Normals.

But We Don't Care.
We Are Who We Are,
No Matter What They Say.

And Just Like Them,
We Will Find Love,
Even Though,
It Is Not,
With The Opposite Gender.

Love Is Love.
Whether Straight,
Or Not.