If all the sea was ink, I still wouldn't have enough to write your story.

I guess I'm looking for myself. Isn't that what everyone does? They look for pieces of themselves, hoping to find them in music or art or words. That's why I write, I suppose. I'm hoping that who I am will jump out from the shaking, amateur words. It'd be nice to finally meet me.

(this is my second account where I can write in peace. if you'd like to read my work on my main account, privately ask me and I'll give you my username)