'I Believe In Love' by Ravyn LaRue

I don’t think I’ll have lists of mates

No real boyfriends

No real girlfriends

Just an endless countless series of Love-Poem Recipients.

But I’ll argue it to the death-

The love I feel is entirely authentic

I’d never lie about something that important

But I do try to love all

That’s what I learned

I know it seems quite obvious

But it took something startling

It’s easy for teenagers and freaks to get bitter fast

And I tend to fall for that trickery every so often

But that’s something, I think, that makes me me.

When I love something, even a little, I ADORE it.

I just get caught up so easily.

But I can get past it, now.

I’m making an active effort, at least.

I’ll back-brush my hair and dye it purple or something, to signify this commitment.

Calm is OK, but I mustn’t be passive- those I adore, I must proclaim it to them.

I’ll wear flowers in my hair, hopefully in spite of headaches.

This is what I feel I need to be-

So I will be it.