I am full of heavy words. Some are heavy in my heart, my stomach, my mind, my shoulders, they all bear weight so cumbersome that I have to let them out. For a while, I couldn’t convey myself properly. I began to spend hours at a time on social media trying to find ways to release. But I need poetry and prose. Those were my first loves. Even now, I feel uninspired and inadequate to even string letters together. But I am looking to win my love back--writing. I’m here to get her back.