All I've ever wanted is for my words to reach people
To dig deep down inside of them and pull out something they never knew they possessed
Silently and gracefully
Easy on the ears
Heavy on the heart

But I am clumsy
I stumble over my thoughts
All I do is spill out my heart on paper
Smudging ink in between faint blue lines
But I love and I listen
Always
And the possibility of it makes everything a little bit easier
So maybe it is okay like this