I have had my writer's block too
Even if I always wrote poems and manuscripts
All of them felt plain, basic, and empty
But your love made my fingers write how raindrops drip.
I always thought that my passion for writing already died
And it had no chance of reliving it no matter what
Nonetheless; now that you are by my side
My mind keeps seeing you in every concept, adjective, and thing.
There's this urge everytime to write about
All of you, all of us, all that had happened
Because of you the inspiration has grown out of drought
Yet it has become you in the end.
YOU ARE READING
Sun and Moon
Non-FictionJust like the sun; she's glowing and shining. A bright red color that symbolizes passion and fierceness. Until she meets someone just like the moon; peaceful and subtle. He's understated and he's there. She's there.
