someone who i once knew
used to say that 'writer's block' isn't a thing.
that inspiration is all around us,
and as long as the world keeps on spinning,
inspiration can never die out.
sure, the words you have written may have already been said
because everyone talks about love.
but i think no one else can string together letters so beautifully to describe how home felt like you were wrapped with a blanket of warmth instead of being wrapped around someone's fingers.
no one else can write about the rain on the day your heart shattered and how the droplets pierced your skin like a million different needles.
only you can paint the picture of how your world crashed when you came back to flames instead of flowers and chaos instead of cake, how it felt to be so numb to your surroundings that you became a shell of who you once were.
only you can write the way you do,
to prevent people making the same mistake.
i hope you all had a good start to the week 💗 hopefully posting more often than before aha