i wish i was brave enough to tell the woman i like i would like to date her, hold her hand, kiss her. but unfortunately, i’m not brave. she’s so wonderful, kind, amazing, beautiful. and i just...i’m none of those things. god, knowing i make her laugh makes my heart squeeze in the most bittersweet way, since i know i’ll never act on this, but god it’s such a privilege to know my dumbass made her laugh.
i’ve been rejected in so many ways, i’d rather pine than take the chance. she knows i’m ace, but most people are fine with it until they have to date someone who’s asexual. that’s been my experience.
every single relationship that i’ve been in, though not many (two), or dating scenario at some point they have laughed in my face about my asexuality. and if people can be okay with my genderfluid-self, what’s so far-fetched about asexuality? i really have no idea.
honestly, i’m going to end up alone. that’s going to be a fact. because even if i meet that someone, the woman i know will be the one, i would have to admit my feelings to her at some point. and i’m too beaten down to make the attempt. or heck, if she likes me and tries to tell me without actually saying the words “I like you” i will never know because i can’t read social or body language cues. basically if you like me, you have to hit me over the head with a sign that says so. anyway, i’ll end up alone, without a person, but at least i’ll have a bunch of furry babes (cats and dogs hooray) to have unconditional love from.
anyway, if you read this, i’m sorry i’m so sad and pathetic. if you didn’t well then there’s no point to address the people who didn’t! but, if you did, just know that i’m going to be clearing some time after the next two weeks to do another “like this post, get a poem” thing. i’ll keep you all posted.