Thinking of you

I actually stopped writing altogether. I forget how it feels to produce words in my head, forgotten how to transcribed my emotions into words and how the sound of the keyboard matches the tapping of my feet.

But the only person who made me forget how to write, after two years, has become one soul reason for me to write again.

I didn't realized that pain has so much power over me, like love does. It revives, it resurrects as it also kills.