A small poem I wrote about being Aromantic

Just like the title indicates, this is a series of works that can get very emotional and feelsy, usually written at midnight, usually written at the pinnacle of my loneliness. Mostly for people to relate to, but can educate curious minds what it's like knowing that romance is out of the question. DISCLAIMER - The art of the title does not belong to me, full credit to the original artist

Call this whatever you like. A diary. A journal. An excuse to write something. Follow me on my journey through rare updates about what i've been up too.

"What's wrong with you?" he asked me. There that sentence hung in the air between us, and I remember now how I wasn't looking at him. How instead I looked up at the clouds that seemed to run faster than my thoughts. "Yeah, there's a word for it," I think I said. - lowercase intended. cover drawn by me.