May 2, 2016
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Song to write
Recently, maybe these past couple off months... On most nights... I can always think of songs to write; because I'm not cold anymore... Meaning my hearts gone soft, too soft... I think. I'm always so happy, and sad, and angry, and jealous, and reminiscent... I think I could say words that can keep you smiling for half a day, but only because you never smile all that much. I think I can write words that would break your heart forever, but you'll pretend it doesn't, I know you will because you're stubborn and proud. I can say what you can't say, because I'm too honest and I don't care if people, including you, end up hating me... But I would never really be able to write how I feel accurately, I can't put myself into words... I will come off too blunt and my words would have no heart in them even if I tried. And, the most trouble I have with the urge to write these songs, is because I know they won't matter to you.
