Writer

I wonder as a writer, 
If the message is lighter. 
For sometimes the words of another, 
Touch you like no other. 
Do my words, even once, have that effect. 
Or are they simple something, a moment later, you will forget? 
Does it matter, should I care? 
Does your sight on the page, change what's there. 
Do you hold the power of my words, 
Now that thoughts obsured. 
There I go overthinking it All, 
Instead of just answering the writers call. 
But they're must be a reason, 
The words are taken as you see them. 
Is it due to my intention, 
Or how you befriend them.