I Had to Write

They say I’m over my head--
That there’s others out there instead.
But until I met you,
I’d given up on so many kinds of love.
For months before you came along,
I hadn’t written for anyone else.
I hadn’t tried to write; I couldn’t.

But now I can write—
I have to-- I’m writing for you.
Because this feels hard but right.
I’m writing to you
Because you need me too.
And they can say what they like
But until you, I’d forgotten how to write.

--Written by Sandy Heights

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