A HUMAN NECCESITY

I tend to base my writing
on world interactions

The grass doesn't grow if it's
not watered,
and I can't love anyone
without having to be loved.

The sun hides in the clouds
when they're abundant
and I hide scars and memories
you created.

Windmills don't spin unless
the wind is around,
and I can't stop writing
until someone snatches the pen
away from me.

yet these things
don't let me stop
from loving what's mine
for you, are my world.