Love is love
Even when its not.
When its burning past your
Depth of perception
Or past your limit of right and wrong.
Love makes the whole of everything.
Even if it makes your blood boil
And your skin hot.
Especially when it makes you bold
Even if the eyes of those around you
Mark it as forbidden.
Author’s note: this came from the beginning of a line I wrote today in English class, that poem is original, but the thought that it comes from showed up a lot in our reading.