A Thousand Words

When I Started Writing

I gently sit down, a loose leaf on my lap and a pen in my hand. My mind flashes back to a moment we once had.

"Why do you write?" He had once asked me, and back then, I couldn't answer him why.

Now, years have passed and I bet he's forgot the thing he once wanted most to know.

Now, I can answer him, the answer has come to me, but he isn't around to hear it anymore.

After much thinking, I found myself believing, the reason why was easy.

It was a moment in time, the stars were aligned, and the universe caused our meeting.

The moment his eyes, were staring at mine -
That was when I started writing." - miranda j.