Coat Me in Pink

Coat Me in Pink

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Some say I see life through a rose-colored glass But there is simply not enough space! If you tried to contain all the love that I hide The glass would shatter the hinges would break It fits more to say that I bought a house to coat in pink in which porch I sit and I spin my romantic fantasies This book started merely as a journal of my feelings, all disguised in the shape of quotes and poems that I Identified with (and was secretly dedicating to my crush). Later down the line, I started writing my own! I take zero credit for the works tagged as "unknown". If you know who they belong to, please leave a comment. Otherwise, enjoy my thoughts in prose! #1 on poetry - 4/9/19
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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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