WANTED!

Sometimes I sit down and think: Where's gone my inspiration?

I find myself looking for it, but I can't find it, I think is under the table or up in the sky; I go everywhere but is simply gone, I can't see it.

Even here, where I am standing, I can't visualize it. Maybe it left because it has realize how abandon I have it, maybe it thought I didn't need it anymore. 

It thought that without it my life would be the same, but now I know is not true. Right now, I miss it, I need it because if I don't have it none of my deepest thoughts can be written.

                                                                                                                    Nothing has sense, everything flows to a single idea: the emptiness, a profound gap.

Little by little it approaches, coming back to me. It has realized that without it nothing was the same. None of this is worth it if it's not here.

I got it now, it's with me, the inspiration and I, we are one, and as a result of our merger has come this text.