let's sit here for a while

and go through it

I haven’t wanted to write

not from sadness,

not from emptiness,

not from a lack of things to say

i’ve just been living

loving presently,

listening without needing to answer

resting without the guilt

as the world keeps spinning without me needing to chase it

i’ve been collecting little moments

that don’t need to be written down,

only felt,

just felt

and poured into my heart,

let’s sit here for a while,

but writing,

it’s a part of me

built into my dna,

running through my veins,

you can’t not express it,

you can’t not write,

you just have to sit in the park,

take your notebook out

and write,

just write

to let the words come

as they are,

unpolished,

honest

mine

my friend wrote that

he will miss my positivity

and i didn’t realise it before,

it wasn’t something i was performing,

it’s only something that appears

maybe writing is like that,

with time,

with just being,

it appears when it’s needed

and leaves when it’s still

it’s not gone,

it was just resting

like i was,

and when it returns

i’ll meet it there

with the pink pen

the notebook ready

with stories in my head

and poems in my heart

lots of love,

love emm xxxx