muse

the second archetype law

Muse,

The second that all of the pre-written plot lines don't fit, it is almost expected that you create something new and unique. Something completely original is nearly impossible to come up with now, and that is the mentality of anyone who has never been exponentially different. However, none of them have a muse like I do.

You have forced me to delve even farther into a concept that I don't like to think about; love. For you, and you alone, I created a subdivision of love. The unlabelled kind. I care about you far more than I ever guessed I would, in the least typical way. I desire your approval and respect, and sometimes, a pat on the shoulder. Some trace of physical contact, because that always leaves me most assured. I still cannot find the words to describe exactly how I love you. I suppose you're my best friend, if only in my head, and love is simply a result of not wanting to lose you. However, love is a strong word, and I realize that in this case, it will be continuously unrequited.

But it will be,

Carrillo.