I Write For Many Reasons
And I write this to him,
Somebody from my past whom I can no longer speak to,
My former friend who has twice my age,
With a youthful appearance,
He was a prose writer who said I was his muse, to get back into the routine, of writing lovely letters, imbued with various thoughts that needed to be pulled through, they've been blocked for far too long, and it was the song I wrote, that evoked inspiration within him to write his gifted prose once again.
Those glory days returned. Until we had to depart respectively,
Mr. bachelor wanted to be alone until I found my significant other, I thought we'd stay friends but something was bothering him, mr. Bachelor developed deep emotions for me now that he cannot have me. This is definitely grounds for us to be away. But the one thing I do appreciate is sharing the love for writing, the art of expression gave us a purpose to live because we could make sense of our painful experiences and articulate them. We sharpened each other so beautifully. He told me he was hoping I'd be "his twin flame" that shall ignite the fiery writings with the pen that drew us together, despite our lack of trust for others.
But I had to let him go, remove myself from temptation that will lead to sudden calamity. I love my soulmate more than anything! So i had to let him go.
Sad to say, I can no longer speak with said writer. For the sake of my solid relationship, I must stay strong for it, and move on with life through new blank pages I will write. Look past but I write. Don't be stuck in the past, Just look and remember why you made the right choices you've made.
Not everyone is meant to stick around for long. All I can do is appreciate the art of writing, the power to heal others through powerful words.
Somebody from my past whom I can no longer speak to,
My former friend who has twice my age,
With a youthful appearance,
He was a prose writer who said I was his muse, to get back into the routine, of writing lovely letters, imbued with various thoughts that needed to be pulled through, they've been blocked for far too long, and it was the song I wrote, that evoked inspiration within him to write his gifted prose once again.
Those glory days returned. Until we had to depart respectively,
Mr. bachelor wanted to be alone until I found my significant other, I thought we'd stay friends but something was bothering him, mr. Bachelor developed deep emotions for me now that he cannot have me. This is definitely grounds for us to be away. But the one thing I do appreciate is sharing the love for writing, the art of expression gave us a purpose to live because we could make sense of our painful experiences and articulate them. We sharpened each other so beautifully. He told me he was hoping I'd be "his twin flame" that shall ignite the fiery writings with the pen that drew us together, despite our lack of trust for others.
But I had to let him go, remove myself from temptation that will lead to sudden calamity. I love my soulmate more than anything! So i had to let him go.
Sad to say, I can no longer speak with said writer. For the sake of my solid relationship, I must stay strong for it, and move on with life through new blank pages I will write. Look past but I write. Don't be stuck in the past, Just look and remember why you made the right choices you've made.
Not everyone is meant to stick around for long. All I can do is appreciate the art of writing, the power to heal others through powerful words.
