I | Day Nine of A to Z Challenge

My words are akin to me. I was left without words. It took a long while to come back and start writing again. It was hard to write and find the right words to express painful realities beautifully, or show grief in the prettiest of ways. 

I was at loss for how I would narrate a story, something in me would torment me that you wooed my words, and they would never come back!