Blank pages
Tempting, yet terrifying
Should I take a leap of faith
Hoping I come up with an idea
By writing on you?
Or should I just leave you empty
Like everyone else before
Hoping someone will carry the burden of filling you up?
I am not sure
I have nothing to write about
No ideas.
No feelings.
Nothing at all.
Even if I did write
It would just be full of emptiness anyways
So why bother?
But something is calling me to you
Is it your charm
Or is it my helplessness?
Either way, it does not matter.
I have already started writing.