Why I Write

I don't think I started writing because I had something important to say.

I think I started writing because there were too many things I didn't know how to say.

Some thoughts don't leave quietly.

A conversation ends, but you replay it.

Someone leaves, but somehow they keep showing up in your head.

A moment passes, but your mind keeps asking, what if?

So I write.

Not because I understand everything.

Maybe because I don't.

I write about love because it's beautiful and confusing.

I write about overthinking because sometimes my mind can turn a five-minute conversation into a five-hour investigation.

I write stories because reality doesn't always give us the endings we want.

And I write poetry because some feelings don't need an explanation. They just need somewhere to exist.

Sometimes I start with a story.

Sometimes with a single sentence.

Sometimes with a completely unnecessary thought at 2 AM.

And somehow, it becomes something.

I don't know where this little journey will take me.

Maybe I'll write things that make you laugh.

Maybe something will make you uncomfortable.

Maybe you'll read a line and think, I've felt that too.

That's enough for me.

Because I don't want to write things that are simply read.

I want to write things that stay.

So, this is where I'll leave my thoughts.

The stories.

The poems.

The things I never said.

And all the things I haven't written yet.

Welcome.

~ DivyDeez

Until the next thought.