if a writer falls in love with you…
you become immortal.
“When a writer falls in love with you, you become the unwitting inspiration of a whole mess of spilled ink. You become all nine muses to a lone typewriter. You become the lyrics to a melody, the syllables of iambic pentameter, the plotline of a fantastic adventure. One day you will be reading and you will find yourself trapped in the middle of pages. When a writer falls in love with you, you will find yourself in lives you never lived and characters you never knew.
The writer won’t always intend for you to be there, but you will find yourself in the little things… a background character with a similar lisp, familiar flecks of green in the eyes of a hero, a stupid joke you once told now immortalized in ink. The ring you always wear on the middle finger of your right hand will suddenly appear on a character who shares no physical attributes with you— but you are there in the subtleties. You’ll discover yourself in narrators and scapegoats and irrelevant side-characters: all characters who aren’t you, but whose hair bears an incredible likeness to yours, or who love the same absurd Swedish rap band, or who cry at the same old Disney movie, or whose third tooth is chipped just like yours. Sometimes you will find yourself blushing at an obvious reveal— a love interest that could not bear more likeness to yourself, or a poem that so directly describes your situation that you can’t help but assume, or a character that sounds like you except a thousand times better than you ever thought of yourself. Other times, you won’t even recognize the subtle characteristics that relate this character to the love the author feels for you.
If a writer falls in love with you, they will begin to see you everywhere. There will be obvious comparisons in the writer’s mind between the two of you and the couples in every book read and movie watched. But more than that, your writer will start to find you in day to day moments. You will be thought of as autumn leaves are gently lifted into the wind. You will be remembered in cool breezes on hot summer days and warm fires on cold winter evenings. To the writer that cares, your laugh will be present in the pitter-patter of spring rain on dry earth. You will be remembered likewise as the ribbon of the typewriter spins. The front of the mind, the tip of the pen— that’s where you will be. Even if your place in the life of a writer is ephemeral, if you are loved, you are eternal. When a writer loves you, they cannot help but write about you as they discover you in the universe around them.
When a writer loves you, you can never die, because long after you are gone, those words will remain, and in them, you— immortalized in ink.”
-via Shades of Sky (source)