Part 7 - my muse

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*Joshua pov*
I rushed home after my study session with y/n.  The only word to describe my emotions: inspired. I had never felt this much of a need to write a song. This sounds so cringey, but it really felt like y/n is my muse. I sat down at my piano and started playing around with the notes until 30 minutes later I had a song. I started live-streaming on my Instagram.

"uh..hey everyone! Hey!!" I smile as I see y/n enter my stream.

"Welcome to my stream. So I actually have a new song I want to play for you guys. I just wrote it, so hopefully i don't mess up," I chuckled. "It's for someone special...she's so inspiring and funny and...and talented. She's amazing. You know who you are." I said, and laughed again, "I wanted to write this song for you."

I took a deep breath, and started playing.

"My parents told us when our time on earth is up that there's a place that we would go if we were good. Some destination we could never get a taste of not as long as we're still living in this world. Well, lately I've been questioning my faith. Just one look at you is all it really takes, oh. I always heard there was a Heaven I never knew if it was true but darling ever since I met you. I know that heaven is you. Heaven is you. Heaven is you..."

I saw y/n comment on my stream, and I almost stopped the song. But I remembered I was streaming and kept going.

"...Heaven is you. Heaven is you." I finished the song.

"Yeah...so that's it. I know it was a really short stream, but I hope you enjoyed it. Thanks, bye." I said as I ended the stream.

Phew.

I really just did that.

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