NOTES FOR AIDAN

NOTES FOR AIDAN

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NOTES FOR AIDAN is a compilation if 16 poems that I wrote for this person I met in my first year college. This album is full of admiration, hopefulness, confusion, and hurtful feelings because of a person I love that can't find ways to be with me. This would be my first ever poem album that I should publish even before; I don't really have an intention to publish this album because it is about liking someone; I'll publish it instead. This is a poetic way to tell every moments and scenes I faced while admiring that person. This album is a reflection of situations where you feel uncertain and unsure about what is really happening. It is a written testament of what we called 'mixed signals' where you don't know what does those things really mean; while you are longing for no rejection but yet there is no assurance.
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