When i write

When I write, I try to write
About all the things that matter to me
I always end up writing about you
My one and only use you seem to be.

I used to write about my pain
Now I write of my love
But I don’t write half as much
Because I don’t talk to you enough.

I miss you babe, I miss our talks
You always made me smile
Since you’ve been gone I have to admit
I haven’t smiled in quite a while.

Lately its just not coming together
And I’m back to writing about my pain
I want to write of my you my love
But without my use its not the same.

Some things I write now, I keep to myself
And I don’t let anyone read
The darkest of things in my life
Hidden away for no one to see.

Bring back the light, help me write
Make me smile again
You made me let it go, the hurt
You helped me let go of the pain.

I know you’ve not gone anywhere
And you’ll always be here for me
But we don’t talk as much as we used to
And I miss you, my muse, my baby.