101 is basically about all the other poems I have written on here up to this date. 101 also has to do with Christine (as you can see clearly) and my never fading feelings for her (that she sometimes hates.) This poem has 101 lines and it ended perfectly, I think. My love for her sparked with a shooting star and with each one, it simply grows. Call it corny, call it stupid, call it what you wish, just know that this is how it is...to me at least.