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if i were to be a boy.
if i was a boy, my affection for you would've
been accepted with open arms and giddiness.
but that is not the case, i don't know when my
fondness wandered blindly from the line between
platonic to the vicious territory of romantic. how
foolish was i to think that you would like a creature
that has the same likeness as yours, in a sense where
it was more than companionship, more than friends.
so i tried, i tried to like others that did not take shape
similar to mine, that were the parallel of mine—i tried
liking boys, i tried and i failed miserably, i tried and all
i felt was being it wrong, was be being wrong. there was something wrong with me, something fundamentally wrong,
because all the girls that i have met only liked boys, only talked about boys, it's like their whole world revolved around
solely on boys. (might continue idk)
YOU ARE READING
my poems. nd shits?
Puisii do not edit them, we die like men here. might update them to make them more fancy but that's unlikely.
