growing up is hard enough
without those judging who you love
who I kiss
and who I love
who makes me happy
who gets me through the times when everything falls apart
that's my choice

finding that one person
the person that makes you the happiest you can be
so happy that when you look back in pictures
when you're with them it's almost nauseating

loving and being loved is hard enough
without someone else's judgment
without someone else's opinions on a love they know nothing about
without someone else judging me and the person that I love for who we are
not a choice that we make

I love who i want to love
whether boy or girl
if I'm lucky enough to find love
I hope that the world has changed enough
that people who may not agree
would at least shut up and keep their narrow opinions to themselves

loving is hard enough
without anyone else's opinions getting in the way
loving is beautiful
and hard
and rough
but at that perfect moment when the world slows around you
and you that perfect movie moment where your heart feels like its about to completely burst out of your chest
loving someone so much
so so much
that it hurts
it's so good to love someone so much that it hurts
and whether it's my love or anyone else's it's not my place to judge
and it's not yours