word.

if had i one wish.
just one.
i wish my words could flow like yours.
they sounds so intriguing and deep
when they create in my mind
but the second they hit the world
they die.
too weak to stand on their own
they fall and retreat.
so many thoughts
so many ideas.
but i dont write
because they wont look nice.
i read what you write
and your words take me there
they take me to you
but when i write
they are just words
nothing more
and nothing less.