composition (n).

224757837625267782_ZS4t7J9r_cIf I wrote a book filled with my thoughts of you, there would be no theme but still a very strong tone; there would be no conclusion, only a thesis; you would be a character though I'm not sure if you'd be the hero or the lover or the heartbreaker, the traveler or the cowboy. Then again, you are in every page and every piece- sometimes about you, sometimes in your honour, sometimes a rebuttal to a previous conversation with you- but you're always there, even if regrettably, because, if not the hero, you are at least always the muse.

Posted on January 17, 2013 and filed under the word project-.