Uninspired.

Someone once said "You can find inspiration anywhere." But when you suddenly find it, don't you just thirst for it every moment of the day?

Inspiration, like the all-consuming love that everyone talks about, hits you unexpectedly. It comes when you least expect it. And once you have a grasp on it, you can't pretend like you don't want it with you all the time. It inevitably becomes the air your breathe, the zest of life, the purpose and meaning.

Now don't get me wrong, I didn't fall in love, did not, should not, will not. This is just something that keeps me up and about the rest of the day, makes me smile like a lunatic during the most serious situations, and lets me feel stuff I haven't felt for a long time now. This isn't wrong nor right, this is something not worth qualifying as such.

This is a whirlwind of emotions, a roller coaster of feelings, a wheel of our smiles. 'Til when will we be like this? Irrelevant, but very important. I just hope that you don't let go too soon. Because right now, I can see the inevitability of being alone, but I can't see that being accompanied with the feeling of being alone because you are there.

Keep me inspired, text me so very often. You said you'll try your best not to leave, remember? Just keep your pinky promises and everything's gonna be fine. Trust me. ;)