My secret love letters

My secret love letters

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we all believed Love is something that is worth pursuing and that loving is not just a feeling, but a choice that is to be carried out daily A young poet tested what love is and he tries to express that love in his own language we all understand it differently The reason for "My secret love lettters" is to tell us we all deserve to find love and to be loved I truly hope that this book will be more than just words that you take each section and let it speak to you I am not good with words, but still my words dance out of chaos, forming something beautiful And yet i always try to express what's in me no matter how small , big and how hard it's I try to write it down.
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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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