Wordsofserendipity Stories

Heart·ache Noun: emotional anguish or grief, typically caused by the loss or absence of someone loved. That's the dictionary's definition but mine, it's so much more. It's full of love, poetry, art, the stars, roses, and him. You can only really understand what you're about to read if you truly understand what it's like to be in love with someone. To be so in love that you see stars when your eyes meet theirs. To be so in love that your heart dances every time they say your name. And to be so in love that you know what it's like to let someone go even if you want them to stay. Perhaps this book is my acceptance. Acceptance of what he did. Of what I did. Perhaps he will read this and know I'm sorry. This book, it's not meant to hurt him. It's not meant to reach out to him. It's meant for me. It's meant for me because knew I had to create this to be okay again. So, with all this being said, this is dedicated to the endless amounts of bitter & black coffee I consumed. To the restless nights with a ink pen in my right hand and a black journal on my desk. And to him, the inspiration who filled my thoughts constantly even if I didn't want him to.