you told me love is more than friends, people ask you what's the difference when asexual but there's no one you feel closer to.
love is finding someone who will stay and go to hell for you, if had to.
asking for consent doesn't kill the mood.
what kills the mood is those who still believe straight people deserve a pride flag too.
love is trust, you don't need a matching starsign. you said love is still possible without kissing every five seconds or having sex. this kind of love is real and it's right here to stay. each love has its own meaning, no love is the same. you've got me in a locket and I've got you in mine.
our story is just beginning, but we've been through a lot. I thought I'd be first to say the words but for you they just fell out "I love you." I asked to hold hands and you liked that idea now we do it freely; without a thought. you've seen me throw up on the street, and still you stay. rainbows are our thing, I even dyed my hair our favourite colours and you got me a locket to match yours. I love you.
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Poems
Poetryshort poems that could also be songs i thought of on a whim. most of these are a bit old but recently i was told by a friend to publish them as they're, quote on quote "not bad" so i take that to the stand by broadcasting them here. take a gander.
