At twenty three years of life, my heart is mangled. The love I shared was taken and given to another. Though, my muse he continues to be. Each word written has been taken from myself and laid to rest on the paper you read now. Don't simply read, absorb it inside yourself and feel. Love has three sides; happiness, uncertainty, and pain. I got to experience all through the love I thought was guaranteed until death should we part...simply not the case. Open your senses, be empathetic and experience the emotion. Only then can you appreciate someone's pain and joy. This isn't just a book filled with random words...this is my heart, my soul, and my mind...