2:50am
I was thinking about something seemingly random, in the wee hours of the morning.
Imagine yourself writing something, a poem or song perhaps.
Suddenly, you find yourself at a loss for words.
You have so many things you wish to express.
The ideas are all in your head.
But, they just don't seem to come out right.
You feel that each time you pen something down,
you've left out an equally important part.
You try, and try, but do no justice.
This is when you know that no words can really describe the subject of your expression. It might be something too wonderful or too beautiful.
Maybe this is why somethings just aren't meant to be put into words (:
