Words on Paper

The written form isn’t as exciting anymore is it? I wish I could take you into my mind for just a moment just so you could fully see the way that I see. I want to show you beauty. Do I entertain you with the way I put these words on ‘paper’? There’s so much I want to tell you but I am not sure conveys to you the way I want. There’s ways I can do this more eloquently. I lose my attention so easily. My thoughts travel so quickly. Ideas come and go without even bidding a proper farewell when they leave. Writing is a cruel temptress. She feels unfinished despite there being no more ideas to flesh out. She forces you to look at her again and again. I’m sick of looking over it.