AlexandriaMathena

When I write, sometimes my whole body feels like a rock- weighing me down without movement. It’s painful. Other times, the weight seems to lift, the pain weirdly fades and the world becomes my oyster. I never wrote for myself, it never started that way.. and I think now, now the weight will settle. It wont go up, it wont go down. I write for you and I know you know, I can’t write to myself but for every letter. I wrote to him.

AlexandriaMathena

When I write, sometimes my whole body feels like a rock- weighing me down without movement. It’s painful. Other times, the weight seems to lift, the pain weirdly fades and the world becomes my oyster. I never wrote for myself, it never started that way.. and I think now, now the weight will settle. It wont go up, it wont go down. I write for you and I know you know, I can’t write to myself but for every letter. I wrote to him.