I tried to write about you,
And I couldn't.
As much as I thought of you,
No words came to mind.
I sat for a moment,
Mind as blank as the page before me.
I tried to force it,
Tried to reach and scrape for it.
In the end,
I was grasping at air.
The result,
Is Something im not proud of,
And a story,
With no hero, villain, or moral.
A poem about a girl who left me speechless.