Because of you.

von

You must not read,
to write.
You must not
be loved,
to love.
You write,
or you do not.
You love,
or you do not.
There is no
in between,
you can’t decide
to start or stop.
It is a feeling
that you can transform,
either into words,
or into love.
If you’re reading
all of this,
you know
I did it both.
It is the lovers’ gift,
it is the writers’ curse.
But I swear,
it is the best thing
in the world.