
Honey you made a mistake; you fell in love with a writer. And now be prepared to live forever in the web of her words.
Ah, you see what I did there? âWeb of her wordsâ A metaphor. You should get used to these by now â metaphors, similes, allusions, comparisons, and oh so many hyperboles! Remember a writerâs words are her babies, and her memories are her assets, so be prepared, she will use it to her fullest.
Know that when a writer loves you back, she wonât only love you. She will love your soul, and be sure to taste it, bit by bit. So donât hesitate opening up to her.
Donât be shy to tell her how you feel; sheâll love it when you share things with her. Describe every detail to her; tell her how you felt at every point as you narrate your story, and I promise you she will listen to every word you say.
Not that she already doesnât know.
Writers know too much! Thatâs the problem, theyâll know when youâre lying, when youâre broken, when youâre hiding something, theyâll know the secrets that your veins carry, even the secrets your archived conversations carry, they know everything! Sneaky Sherlocks â AgainâŚyou see what I did there?
Alliteration, pft!
Anyway⌠Thatâs the thing about writers, they love to empathise. They want to feel what you feel, and place themselves in your shoes. Yes, there will of course be few interruptions as you speak but thatâs probably âcause your weak grammar makes her cringe. I mean who wouldnât know the difference between âyouâreâ and âyourâ or âtheirâ and âthereâ right? Sheâll giggle after she corrects you, âcause she loves teasing you. She does it quite often doesnât she? And as time passes youâll think before you speak, youâll choose your words correctly, and remember what she said and smile. You obviously donât want to deal with a grammar Nazi again now, do you?
But what youâll have to deal with is a lot of drama. Iâm not going to lie to you, writers are overly dramatic drama queens at times, living in their own fantasies, and thatâs alright. Isnât it? It should be. You need to handle them with care! Thatâs hard, I know, so hard it might suffocate you at times, but youâll make it through. You need to know how to express yourself in order to love her. You need to know that whenever sheâs falling apart, or bursting with joy, or raging with anger, she will write. She will not feel complete until she doesnât put it down to words. Words are what she feeds on, stories are what make herâŚreality is merely a nightmare! Yes I know, this doesnât sound sane, but you love a writer, donât expect this to be sane. Youâll be driven to a point of insanity too.
Which brings me to my next point⌠Expectations. She will expect a lot from you! Itâs going to be insane, I promise you. Writers usually tend to conjure up lifelong stories in their tiny little minds, and are more in love with their stories and their own happy endings. Theyâre never quite satisfied. And I wonât blame you, no, not at all. Sometimes you will fail to understand why sheâs having such unrealistic expectations, and thatâs okay, writers usually donât understand themselves or their thoughts either. Itâs just that she pictures things that she hopes would take place, and most of the times theyâre not that fancy either. Theyâre simple things, like travelling the world together, having and apartment together, or going for long walks on the beach to watch the sun set and the horizon blend from pink to blue. Thatâs all she wants. Is that really too much?
However, you should also know that writers can switch from being hopelessly romantic to being misanthropic.
There are times when all sheâll want to do is curl up in her hammock with a good book and a cup of coffee. Those are the days sheâll want to be away from everyone and everything and live in her own fantasy. Let her. Give her space, sheâs a writer, she needs it. For days youâll have to hear about people and places youâve never even known of, itâll take her time, donât worry. At first it may even take her time to get used to you, and trust you, but thatâs all part and parcel of who she is. You will be fortunate enough if she actually falls for you.
It wonât take her much time to fall for you though. Sheâll fall in love with the tiniest, simplest things. Like the way your eyes light up when you talk about something you love, or the way you sing to her in your croaky voice. Sometimes sheâll find beauty in the ugliest moments too.
With her words she will paint you, your freckles, your flaws, and every scar that tattoos your body, and she will love you with all her heart.
She will love you for the way you laugh mid kiss, and admire you when you praise your mother, and be a strong man like your father. She will love your habits, and make them hers. Her lungs will be filled with the smoke that burns yours, her coffee will be dark and bitter just likes yours, and when she sleeps, sheâll sleep for longer hours, with her sheets covering her face, just like you do. From your likes to your dislikes, your family and your friends, every detail will she imbed in her mind. Do not be afraid, she isnât a stalker, sheâs just a writer, she likes to explore and find out more.
Exploring is essential for a writer, in every sense. When she falls in love with you she will explore you at first, then your body, your skin, then your taste… And sheâll write about it. Yes be prepared to hear detailsâŚintimate details. Donât be embarrassed, itâs just the way she is.
Youâve already guessed by now, youâll be one of her characters too. You may not recognise yourself, but youâll be there in her stories. At times she might even invent a whole new you, because of course replicating you wasnât enough. She will picture the things you couldâve done, and the words you couldâve said. Very often sheâll get frustrated too, but thatâs because she expects to be loved the way she loves, but donât get me wrong. Sheâll always love you for the person you are!
Even when times are rough, sheâll stand by your side. When you choose to ignore her, sheâll choose to write about you. Sheâll bleed ink, but sheâll never show you her work if you ask. Why?
Because theyâre a piece of her â like sheâs poured out her soul and all her emotions into words.
Itâs very difficult to express yourself and find the right words. Emotions and words go together for a writer. So remember to use your words correctly, say what you mean and mean what you say. For the words you say will be her gospel and if you walk away from what youâve said she will remember them and it will break her, and she will keep pondering on the words youâve said.
Sheâll go crazy, wondering why you said it, and if you really meant it. She crams her feelings onto endless blank pages and thereâll be tears and anger. Honestly if youâre not willing to deal with all of that, donât fall in love with a writer. And if youâve already fallen in love with her and are thinking of breaking her heart, oh goshâŚyouâre in for a lot! You will be immortal now, trust me.
When you leave a writer, be prepared to hear a lot about yourself, because she will cry, and break down just like every other girl does, but she will also write. There will be smudged mascara and ink, crumpled tissues and paper but thatâs her way of letting go.
She will write about you, and about how you were her beautiful mistake.
She will relive every moment to remind herself of you in every possible way â the first meeting, the first date, the first kiss, the first fight. Then, the last meeting, the last date, the last kiss, the last fight, and finally the heartbreak. As much as it will break her, to write about it all, it will also mend her. She is a warrior, her words are her shield. Donât be fooled, sheâs not afraid of love or you, sheâs afraid of running out of words, and thankfully youâve given her enough to write about.
Someday, hopefully, youâll come across her work, and youâll see yourself in it- maybe not entirely, but youâll be there, hiding in bits and pieces. And you will realise how much she loved you. Itâll take you back to those days when laying in each otherâs arms under starry nights skies was all that mattered to her, when your lips intertwining hers was what she believed to have been the best possible thing that happened to her, when she would hold you so tight just for your scent to linger on her and explore the lengths of her skin. And a part of you will break, because youâll see itâs too late and all youâll be in that moment is words on a paper.
Again, you made a mistake. You fell in love with a writer. You fell in love with me.