"Love, at least the way it is described by the bards—that sudden thunderstorm of passion, urgent and fiery—has always eluded me.
When my childhood friends began to speak of their first infatuations, their first feelings of desire, I thought...Well, in the beginning, I thought it was all just a game they were playing. You pick a boy, speak in exaggerated terms about his characteristics, and you invent some fantasy in which he kisses your hand or brings you a jewel or slays a dragon.
As pastimes go, it was somewhat amusing for an afternoon, but then it lasted weeks. When I finally grew bored of it enough to complain, to ask that we play something else for once...that's when I finally realized it was not a game at all. Not to them."
Teach the Torches to Burn, Caleb Roehrig
I've rarely felt so seen while reading as I did when reading this passage. So I'm dropping this quote here for my aro/ace lovelies who also grew up pretending to have crushes, or for my young adult aro/aces who feel left behind while all their friends and family start falling in love and getting married.