I don't know how one does it
Maybe it's the sorrow or the sadness that makes ones words flow like sweet magic
Maybe it's true happiness that just makes one's words belong
Maybe it's the moment someone you like kisses your lips or the moments and memories that come along.
Maybe it's the feeling when your heart breaks when you feel like your world is crashing down because the one who made you smile is now gone and all you have left is the aftertaste
Maybe it's the realization that you can always go back to paper or your words that people once told you may put you in danger
Maybe it's the thought of your all-time favorite things
The sights of things you've always wanted to see
Maybe it's me, the girl who once ruled over all your dreams because you always claimed you could never sleep
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PoetryThese words express different times in my life that left me feeling the need to write. I can't say everything you see in the beginning is what I feel now, but these are the words I can't always share stories.
