I am so lucky I don’t have to go through the relationships and sex and mistakes and being older and wondering where my time has gone and why I am still alone. I get to be here. and here is only not great because all I want to do is reach forever so I can spend it with you.
Please know that I’ll still love you even if you stay out all night. And if you awake in another dude’s bed don’t worry your pretty little head. My love for you won’t fade like the ink from this pen, like the star in the sky burning your name bright. But I’m sick of you blaming me for not living life, when we both know you bit that bullet.
you do not always have to write what hurts.
sometimes there are unbearable memories,
and you are allowed to keep them locked away,
to keep them secret even from your pen.
there are words that were said to you
that you would never want to repeat,
words that broke you in
of writing what it did to you,
makes your hands shake,
you do not have to write the things
that break you.
you do not always have to write love.
sometimes the butterflies in your stomach
and the nerves in your soul
and the static electricity you feel in your heart,
from touching another’s,
does not have to be written -
it is too great,
for you to try and contain it to a few simple words
with an ink filled pen.
when you feel something you cannot contain,
you do not have to use your words,
you can use your actions as a poem,
as a story of your life,
you do not always have to write the love that is on your fingertips.
write for passion,
write for love
write for everything in between.
write to ignite fires
and to put them out.
write as an ointment to heal,
and as a cast to keep together.
write to save,
but only write if you feel it in your bones,
deep in your marrow,
and pumping through every artery and vein.
if your lips cannot hold back the words
that your heart is spilling out,
if your fingers are itching to hold a pencil and share what your eyes have seen,
what have made your knees weak,
and your toes curl.
write only when you want to,
when you need to,
don’t ever feel obligated
you don’t owe anyone your words.
— writer, you don’t always have to write (via amandaspoetry)