@sweetlemondrops
When you write
You breathe
Sometimes you get restless
And you stop
Years pass by
Winter snow
And California heat
Leaves sprout and bid goodbye
You read your words
Again and Again
And wonder
If you were the one writing it
At some lines
You cringe
And at others
You smile, dazzaling and beautiful
You only learn perfect
When your circle
Once resembled oval
And not when you refused
To reunite your pencil's tip with the paper.
Keep trying buddy ❤
We all have been there.
@illneurons thank you very much for saying that. It is such a blessing to be able to hear that especially from someone like you, whose poetry I'm devouring rn xoxoxo