Because writers don't get written about

There is so much weight in your words, especially those that are written.
Filled with feelings and secrets and time that you've spent mulling over which words to pick-

Sometimes I can hear the smile playing on your lips as your fingers speak. I think about how you take in so very many things, even when people think you aren't looking. I wonder about the effect things around you have, and how, in the snippets of time you get, you place how you feel.

There is so much weight in your words, especially those that are written.
It's like they're hand picked, filled with adoration and gratefulness and just, so much of you..



And then, sometimes,
Only sometimes,
I wonder if you'll have any words left for me