They say a thousand words, but none hit as hard as I love you. Even when you cannot return their love, hearing someone call out your name and ask you to love them gives a strong pull inside everyone's heart. Knowledge is nothing, and power only makes you sick. Loneliness is concrete in each thought and we all have felt the pull and tug of someone else's heart. If only in our imagination... we all crave and desire it.
Why is it then that we must persecute those who have found love? If I marry a man, I am considered whole. If I marry a woman, I am diseased and punished for my insolence. Define for me love. A feeling that you can't deny? An emotion that makes people do crazy things for crazy people... just to say hello? If love is so wrong because a woman is with a woman or a man is with a man, then how can it exist at all? What about unrequited love? What about adultery? What about murdering your spouse? How many other things that have torn apart love... war, pain, sickness? There are a thousand things already that tear individuals from love, a feeling can save a soul, but our society has placed minor goals and intolerance above a feeling that has been known to save lives and shake worlds. It's like we're blocking our own way to shine...
We're telling others who to love when in reality, we should be focusing on how WE love. My heart aches for those who are still in hiding, because even though they can physically stand and smile, they are running, racing to get away from the stares of indignation that they perceive around them. They are not blind. They are not ignorant. They are not diseased. WE are not stupid. WE are not worthless. WE are who we are, and