the writer in me has been on hiatus for a long long time now. and knowing the stubborn bitch that she is, i don't know how i'm going to coax her out again. to think that a long long time ago, we used to get along. to think that then, she used to write upon by bidding. to think that once upon a time, she and i were one person.

back when i was in high school, she used to write everyday. poetry, little stories, drafts for journal entries, lists. she even wrote for the school paper. maybe that's what ruined it. she always believed that writing is an art and ca never be forced. but you can't tell your EIC that she shouldn't push you. a deadline, after all, is a deadline.

back then, she used to write because she believed she can. but seeing all her crappy news, features articles broke her spirit.

i want her to pick up her pen again. i want to let her try, one more time. if only, if only she could believe again.