little wacky thing writers do is to remain on a fact that already happened hours, days, weeks before.
just for the sake of it bringing memories.
not that it is just something for writers, no.
i think it's not even a thing relative to artists only.
maybe it is just for the people who have always something to think about on the back of their heads
people who simply like to keep thinking, who never get their brains to stop.

you see writers composing all those painful contemplations about sad stuff that life throws randomly from day to day
i think it's a magnificent type of art to make words look pleasing even if they're speaking of awful things.
wordsmanship.
crafting phrases to sound like they're on a sheet music being held by a maestro of vocabulary.

i have become very fond of sad stuff. sad writing. i believe in people who have suffered.
i just find beauty on the dark background that follows the made-up-simple heavy lettering.
the idea of fighting back whatever bad feeling it causes, in order to have beautifully arranged self notes.

but i'll rely on the happier thoughts, this time.
all because of you, which i got easily embraced in a clasp with.
easily, electric, winged.
like gentle wind growing faster and building hurricanes
your sweet rain of kisses becomes a storm inside my chest
and i have been in a hurry
for you to breathe myself out,
for you to ease my disturbance,
for me to spellcheck you,
willing to see my words on your lips.
oh, your lips.
sometimes i don't even pay attention to the content it is putting out loud,
i just love to see them moving.
crafting phrases to sound like we're notes, dancing on a background of sheet music.
i like recalling the way you talk to me. all the time.
just for the sake of it bringing memories
of facts that happened hours, days, weeks before.
i have become very fond of you.
of your words, of your contemplations,
of the things i just love to keep thinking about, and i never get my brains to stop.
even if it is something that happened hours, days, weeks before.
this little wacky things writers do.