Black and White

You're Black, I'm white,

You're short, I'm tall.

I'm big, you're small

Somehow yet we fit perfectly well together.

We are queer.
We are quirky.

We are that couple everyone hates.

We are glued at the hip through thick and thin, no matter how many mistakes we make. 

All of the odds are against us,

We have every reason to break.

Everyone looks at us like we're crazy.

        "Why would you do this?"

        "Why would you choose to live this way?"

        "Why are you making your life so much harder?"

        "You're asking for trouble." 

        "Just be NORMAL!" 

Well, everyone... listen up! Here's why we "always have to be soooo different!"...

LOVE

I love him. 

He loves me.

Love does not see

Color.

Height.

Weight.

Gender.

Identity.

Sexuality.

Disability.

Love is more than black and white.

Love conquers all of the petty little things that keep people separated, and I will never allow any of those things to get in the way of who I choose to love. Our love goes far beyond our race, my sexuality, his gender identity, my weight, his height, our backgrounds or our disagreements. Although we know that choosing to be together is controversial... and where we live, even dangerous; we choose to stay together because we found something in each other that is worth every risk.

So, to anyone who STILL thinks it's their responsibility to tell me who I should be with: 

***I can't say those words here because I am a nice person but if  I wasn't I would say something more explicit than "please leave me alone and go away" ***