My absence  in writing have made me wonder
What make a poet write?
Falling in love made me speak out
With every anxious and happy moment it led to
Dealing with new emotions confused me
A confusing I tried to solve by seing my thoughts in black and white
Letter after letter, line after line
My messy, tangled brain became something with a structure  

But it's hard to write when your inspiration lives hours away
When you learn to control your emotions and can't experience new ones
Because the love or loss you write about isn't their to love or leave you
You don't know what you feel anymore therefore you stop feeling
Now you don't know whether to love or leave

The last part isn't true
I just miss him so much so if I let myself feel the pain
It would crush me