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I've had this nagging feeling for so long...like there's something within me that needs to be written. I write things down wherever I can and try to find whatever it is that needs to be written, but it's very elusive. An idea that won't fully allow itself to blossom and grow into the conscious mind...

It's kind of infuriating.

One moment I think I have a thought as to what it might be, the next it shifts and my mind changes itself, trying to find it again, trying to get hold of what it is that needs to be written.

It could be a story, perhaps...but with my current mindset? No, I doubt a story is what needs to be written, because I doubt I'd have it in me to write such a story.

A poem...quite a possibility, I've written enough of those, but never because they need to be written...a poem presents itself, a poem rarely lurks in the shadows. A poem that needs to be written is written, simple enough.

Maybe it's a note...but who would I write a note to? There is no one I could think of that would be in need of a note, nothing I would really have to say...no, I don't think a note is what needs to be written.

Then what is it?

It's going to be something simple, I know it...something so obvious it's been dangling in front of my nose the entire time. And then won't I feel like a bit of an idiot...

Ah, but I have to know! What is it that needs to be written? What is it inside of me that needs so much to come out?

There's one last idea, but I still cannot be sure. It seems closer than the others, more likely, perhaps, but...if I am wrong? If this is not what needs to be written?

It could be...when it is written I feel closer, somehow. To what I am not sure. Only that I feel a little bit less lost...I will write it, but I will send it to no one, because I do not want to send someone something which does not need to be written.

I love you.