LOVE IS LOVE
When I turned 16 I learnt the word love is love and the symbol was a rainbow
Despite my kindergarten struggles with the seven colours at that time I mastered all the colours better than the chemistry periodic table
Love is love meant flying free wingless but up the clouds drawing across the beautiful sky
It meant freedom
Love is love meant fearlessness between the jaws of a lion and as long as she was with me we could as well swing off its mane.
Love is love meant rebellion and there was nothing sweeter than the taste of rebellion I was considered a hero in age of sweet sixteen
And in my highschool you were labelled ‘cool’
If not careful you’d succumb to the stereotyped belief of ‘you can’t be gay and broke’
The only problem was I was broke with a single pair of taffies if you can relate you can tell how tough life was.
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