9:30 am
My Muse,
Have I upset you today? Please talk to me?
Love,
RB
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9:46 am
My Muse,
Why are you treating me this way? I’m playing your favorite play list. I’ve lit your favorite candle. I haven’t blown it out either, even though it’s giving me a headache. Is there something else you need? Just let me know. I want to do everything I can for you.
Love,
RB
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10:02 am
My Muse,
Are you abandoning me? Please don’t. I love you. I need you.
Love,
RB
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10:15 am
Dear Muse,
I can be patient. I’ll wait for you.
RB
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10:21 am
Muse,
Is this a game? A who can be silent the longest? Is this what you need? I’ll play with you. ……okay, you win. …will you talk to me now?
RB
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10:29 am
M,
I blew out your candle.
RB
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10:31 am
M,
If you don’t talk to me I’m going to delete your play list. I’ll do it, too. I swear.
RB
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10:35 am
M,
I hate you.
RB
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10:36 am
My Dearest Muse,
I’m sorry. Forgive me. I had a moment of weakness. I’m only human. I don’t hate you. I could never hate you. And I didn’t delete your play list. You’re my inspiration. You’re my reason for living. You’re number one on my speed dial. My emergency contact for when I’m injured. My first thought when I wake and again before I go to sleep, and all the other times during the day, too. You had me at hello. I see you. I’ll wait for you forever.
Love always and forever,
Better than anyone else,
RB
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11:05 am
Dear Muse,
Whhhhyyyyy?
Love,
RB
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11:30 am
Dear Muse,
(Sobbing uncontrollably, unable to type.)
Love,
RB
If the word “muse” is changed to “willpower”, I can completely relate. It’s a daily conversation.
Ha! 🙂 –RB