Why love? Why not?
​I find myself taking journeys everywhere. Whether it’s a false adventure throughout my mind or it’s a simple stroll through the halls at school, or why not even a nice run outside in that very ever so breezy wind and fluffy snow falling from the sky? A title, does this poem need any relevance to something? Ask yourself that, interpret it how you would and please yourself. Honestly when there’s infinite possibilities there’s always room for creativity. Back on track now folks. Why love? Why not?
You might be thinking, “Oh what does Mr. Paul have going on right now? Is this a joke, Is this some sort of way of expressing his feelings, or is this some really prolonged way of saying be good to yourself to each and every single student that lies within this room as I read this poem as I speak my thoughts?” Yes indeed I took a perspective of myself there. I went from a thought of one of you to myself thinking. What thoughts exist? Why must a man have feelings? Why must a cat have love for sleep? Why is a dog a man’s best friend? What is this thing that many people claim to have yet there’s no good way of putting it out there? Now I will apologize for avoiding the main topic here, and also for asking all of these questions.  AM I accomplishing anything here, well probably not, Onwards to the point.
A shy fellow goes in and out throughout his days thinking about life. The days go on and on.  He comes across this very kind person. This person is sweet and caring. There should be more and more people like this out there. There certainly is but this is a very nice experience to have. Life goes on and people come and go. Here’s a point that should be put out there, be kind and cherish the ones you love and have good bonds with. If you do that, you’ll make some of the greatest friends you could ask for, males and females alike. Don’t ridicule someone for being wrong, accept his or her views and go with the flow. That’s something I’ve learned to do. Where’s that love topic you might be asking about still as this “poem” goes on? Again we’re almost there.
Roses can be red but violets are also blue, why is this the cliché standard for love? Can a man or woman not just bring a beautiful bellflower, which takes both the red and blue of a rose and violet to make wonderful purple? It doesn’t matter. Love is love; there are endless possibilities of showing and expressing it. Where does this idea come from…. A thought. If you’re shy and awkward you’re fine, if you’re very strict and serious you’re fine, don’t let a simple trait get the best of you because you may have select feelings for someone. Don’t let others make you feel down, don’t let others make you feel bad, never let another person make yourself feel like you don’t belong. Everyone has a spot in life and is well deserving of something. A simple smile, “hello” or even a wave goodbye can make someone’s day. Make yourself feel good. No one deserves to not feel loved. This is all coming from one of the shyest people you could know. Why love, well why not? Love can make someone feel different about a lot of things; then again even the coldest of hearts have room for something.

This feeling is love and kindness.​​​