"You were my muse. I thought about you and the words flowed like a flooded river. With a force that fierce, there was uncertainty. I never knew where you would take me next. I let myself get lost. I let myself be led by you. You were my muse…

It took me a while to clean myself of you and there is some residue. But this part of you, I want to keep. I want to treasure you and build monasteries over the remnants of you. Spaces are empty where you used to live. They were once quivering with your vivacity. Now, they reek of absence of your incandescence. You were my muse..."