Remember when I used to write?
I wrote everything. It was so raw. It was so true.
Now, Life took over. It's so overwhelming. So beautiful. It gets so busy.
I don't know what to tell you anymore. I can't put it in words no more.
It makes me sad because words were always my best friends. I love words more than I love a lot of material things. They were always more meaningful. But it feels like they ran away.
So, I'll be waiting patiently til they come back to me. Until I come back to me...
I talk to you later. Right? xo.