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Sep 2014
I was crying into my bed and I realised that I was completely
Alone.

And all I could think about is how
I wanted someone that I could
pour my heart into,
and they won't choke.

Do I want a lover?
No, I do not.
I just want any form of
emotional closure.
And society got me into thinking that
a bond of a romantic sort
is the best type.
But
Lover, friend, counterpart...
It does not matter.
All that matters is that I'll have
someone.
Anyone.

I do not want a lover.
I don't want to love you when
I can't even love myself.

I do not want a lover,
I just want to be loved.
(And I know it's selfish, but I frankly do not care.)
The struggles of an asocial aromantic.
Adia Heart
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Adia Heart
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