i came back to the dance of a pen on a paper of fingers on keys of a mind in a moment
at first i stumbled it had been so long and then i started to dance again and out came all the feelings and the moments and the memories that i won't talk about and out came everything that won't ever come out of my mouth
i came back to the dance so i don't have to come back to the same crippling feelings anymore
i came back
so i can move on
some thoughts on beginning to write again after a while