"Do you ever finish a story and find yourself filled with a longing for more? A heartache at the fact that it's over. You want more, you want to envelop yourself in all its joy and despair, its highs and lows, to follow its characters until the end of time. But the story is over, and that's it. You don't get any more. You hold on to the feelings, engrossed in all the things that remind you of it all, not wanting to let go.

Longing. heartache. The joy of remembrance, clashing with the melancholy of demise. You love it, but it's over. You can revisit a story, but you'll never see more of it, and you'll never forget what you already know. And even worse is if you overexpose yourself, that love may disappear. The heartache doesn't last forever, and yet you almost want it to. That feeling is hard to find. It hurts in a good way, the kind of way that inspires and makes one create. The yearning for more drives the creation of more.

Done in the late hours of the night. Song that inspired this one: Gorillaz — Empire Ants"