Muse

Most of my art is in some way based around the girl I fell for and can never seem to have.

I wonder what would happen if I actually did find happiness with her.

Would she cease to be my muse, or just continue in a new form? Or would I find a new void to consume me, another stinging wound to obsess over? Or would my art lose it's meaning, and collapse?

I lost my muse. But now I have an aftermuse, if that makes sense. I write things and then when I'm playing them I think "oh hey, she'd probably like this." She is not a person I want to sleep with. Or be in a relationship with. Or have anything with. She is just a person I want around me. For some reason I feel like she understands.