The Heart-Mind-Ink Axis

The Heart-Mind-Ink Axis

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PLEASE RESPECT WHAT I WRITE. The ORIGINAL BACKUP for MY writings from @yxuniverz on iG. Dates are in YYYYMMDD format and are according to IST (GMT + 5:30 Hrs) I've been writing poetry for many years and I wasn't the kind to usually show anyone, but I recently began leaving it for people to find and hopefully being of a teeny bit of help in the least... Why "ink" when I'm typing? Because ink will always be the raw-est and the first for me... I type because I don't always have access to it... The smell of paper is- You'll know when you take a whiff of a book as your hands glide across marked pages. No digital book compares.
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I'm an aromantic, and always have been but found out late... it provided me with lots of clarity. However, I found myself in a deep struggle trying to differentiate between being in love & being lonely since it has happened to me countless times before. So here I write little things now and then about the girl I'm in love with, in hopes that eventually, I can find the truth about my desires. (oct) ----- I'm surely in love, yes. I'll proudly write and show off the girl I'm in love with, I'll tell the world how much I love her, I'll make others jealous about my unconditional love for her all the way through. My Brooklyn. (nov) ----- As much agony as I am in, falling back and forth wondering what my love truly is, I'm trapped. I'm trapped every time I look at her even if I try to look away. it has me sick to my stomach, but I don't really mind. maybe it can end the way I want? (dec) ----- 3 days before confessing. I've given up. I'm closing the book. I'm closing the story, I'll love her in a different way from now on, live a healthy life Brooklyn, I love you. Kiss the stars goodnight for me, my beloved.

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