No Love to Give
Well, no romantic love at least.
By Raphael FontenellePublished 4 months ago • 1 min read
Photo by Kelly Sikkema on Unsplash
I used to think I was broken,
Never wanted any romantic token.
I never really had a precocious crush,
Just never felt that strong rush.
When I tried to I felt nothing but cold,
My feelings were never that bold.
A partner is all I would wish,
But I only would get a squish.
I soon realized I wasn’t sick,
Just that I wasn’t a romantic.
Thought it would give me sorrow,
But I am fine with being an aro.
Now I don’t live in terror,
I will be aromantic forever.
About the Creator
Raphael Fontenelle
Horror movie fan trying to write decent horror.
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Comments (1)
I'm on the ace spectrum (demisexual) and you have captured the feeling of 'brokenness' growing up so well here! Excellent!