it was when she was scrolling through endless pages of song lyrics and paragraphs quoted from books,
searching for the ones that put into words how she felt,
that she realised it was time to pick up the pen again,
she wasn't going to spend her whole life waiting for someone else's story to resonate with her
she wasn't going to spend her whole life waiting for someone to write a story perfectly similar to hers,
it was time to write it herself, a story of her own,
and so she did,
she did pick up the pen again.
YOU ARE READING
the hurting / the healing
Poetry[ poetry bundle ] If there's anything I've learned these past 20 years, it's that life is never perfect. Some days are harder than others. Some days I feel so utterly happy that I fall in love with being alive. Others I feel so empty and tired it se...
