reason
/ˈrēzən/
noun

you are the reason i write
you are the reason i ache
the stab to my chest that
makes it bleed words every time
you see it break

i will write about you tonight. i will write using ink just as dark as the day you left. i will carry this pen using hands that has not forgotten how it felt to love. i will put these words to life using my heart that still beats for you. for you, only. and for you, always.

i looked into your eyes today
and i drowned in its sea
perhaps i realized that up to now
i still could not breathe
at the thought of your promise
that you would never leave me be
you looked into my eyes today
tell me, darling. did you see regret?
when i told you to forgive
or when i tried to make you forget
we pass by each other
as if this was the day we just met
"stay", you whispered -- when i never really left

there have been times when
i had to write about hope
but it ends up being about pain
i remember trying write about love
then ending up writing your name

*you are the reason i write
the reason behind everything i do
i could write about something different
but these words will always be for you