I can replace one love with another. I heard once (and I'm actually fairly certain Shakespeare said this) that the only way to cure heartbreak is to love more. Love elsewhere.


The difference will be that I'm replacing a false love with a genuine one. I was not in love with the boy whom I no longer have. I am perpetually in love with reading. 


Reading comes more naturally to me than breathing.


The ache is bearable when I'm focused on words on a page.