I get this a little more often than I like. I read somewhere that said there is no such thing as writer’s block, that you’re just uninspired. hmmm…I think there is some truth to that. The more you do, the more active your life is, the more you’ll have to share. BUT, not every writer’s
That white space…between you and I. Just waiting…to be filled. Like midnight skies…waiting for the stars grace. The wind…waiting to catch sail. The moon…waiting for the sun to rise. Questions…waiting for answers. A sentence…waiting for you to finish. A million reasons…waiting to be made. That white space…between you and I. That white space…echoes the longing.
It’s a need…to think of you constantly. It’s a need… to picture you in my mind. It’s a need … to long for you. Because the thought of you makes me feel less lonely. Love…never seems to get less complicated. Love…is easy yet so hard. Love…is so beautiful as well ugly. With all it’s complexities…I’ll