that's the funny thing
about being a writer
you see the charm
in mediocre things
like waking up to rain on mondays
& takeout boxes in dimly lit kitchens,
fallen trees
& messy beds
city lights &
the act of
running away from them
you see something beautiful
where others only see
and it can get a little lonely
in this big world
of seeing beautiful things
the way
only your
eyes can see
and maybe that's why I always have this pen in my hand.
maybe it's just the ink
that keeps me company.
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