I often wondered about how it feels when someone writes to you. When someone dedicates a poem or a letter and you can feel everything just by reading. It must be nice to have someone who writes just for you. It’s not because I am already tired of writing for someone. It’s just that sometimes, I can’t help but think about meeting someone who will treat you as their muse. Writing relieves every painful experience I have, it shows every emotion that I am feeling. But I never wanted to be a writer, I just want to be someone else’s written piece.