Both.

A word so insignificant to most, but so important to those who are like me.

Both.

A word which describes those I like and those I do not.

Both.

An answer to a question which need not be asked at all yet I still feel I must justify it with something, anything at all...

Even if that answer is a lie.

Both.

I like both.
All.
And everything in between.

I am truly and unapologetically in love with the thought of being in love with both.