But the Words Got Used Up

I use my words primarily on people whom I love, with certain vulgar exceptions, before I cast them on others. Often, I run out of words before I have reached all of my loved ones.

Crafting words is difficult for me.

I cannot find just the right words to use. Sometimes, I simply cannot find the words at all. Blank spaces have always been my enemy.

Sometimes, I get lost and wander off to people on my periphery. I spend words on them, not realising that there are loved ones whom I haven't reached yet with my allotted supply.

You haven't heard from me in so long. It is because I didn't pace my words correctly. I ran out. I love you, but I didn't reach you in time to tell you.

I am sorry.