they say love is the driving force of the artist
the words that spill upon the page are inspired by the butterflies in their belly
the stars in their eyes are caused by a glance at their lover
that must be why my pages are empty
it matches the contents of my heart
for i do not feel the appeal of being one with another
and alone i will always be
not curious of commitment
but needing it only to conform
Jan 14, 2018
Jan 14, 2018 at 10:02 PM UTC
they say love is the driving force of the artist
the words that spill upon the page are inspired by the butterflies in their belly
the stars in their eyes are caused by a glance at their lover
that must be why my pages are empty
it matches the contents of my heart
for i do not feel the appeal of being one with another
and alone i will always be
not curious of commitment
but needing it only to conform
ramble of being aromantic
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