Wasted Ink- Letters to the Recipient: I traveled to what could have been but was not. (eBook, ePUB)
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This poetry collection examines the emotional complexities of unrequited love. It highlights the reality that one's heart cannot choose whom to love, and one cannot simply cease to suffer for unsuitable partners. The work emphasizes that, while love exists, it does not guarantee mutual happiness. It is possible to heal and create new connections despite past heartache. Moreover, it is vital to recognize that the individuals we desire often do not fit us. Pursuing attention from those who are unavailable can obstruct opportunities to connect with those who truly appreciate our worth. Thus, we m...
This poetry collection examines the emotional complexities of unrequited love. It highlights the reality that one's heart cannot choose whom to love, and one cannot simply cease to suffer for unsuitable partners. The work emphasizes that, while love exists, it does not guarantee mutual happiness. It is possible to heal and create new connections despite past heartache. Moreover, it is vital to recognize that the individuals we desire often do not fit us. Pursuing attention from those who are unavailable can obstruct opportunities to connect with those who truly appreciate our worth. Thus, we must focus our energy on relationships that recognize and value us.
Wasted Ink born from the spaces between words left unsaid, the echoes of what could have been, and the ink that ran dry before it reached the page, from the deepest shadows of the heart, where unspoken emotions fester and yearn to be released. Each poem is a fragment of a journey through love, loss, healing, desire, passion, longing, and heartache. Feelings that linger long after they have been felt, echoing in the silence.
I began to write my thoughts, leaving them folded in a journal: all the love I never received, all the words I longed to hear, all the could-have-been and what-ifs swirling in my head. I poured them onto the page. So when I say my heart was ripped from my chest and all I bled was ink. It's because all you didn't give me found its way into my craft. What I create and write will become art. Here you are, immortal in ink, even if you never stayed.
These words, born from darkness, are not merely ink on a page; they embody the essence of a soul seeking to make sense of its longing. Without them, it would be nothing but wasted ink. Through each verse, the author invites you into a world of vulnerability and truth, where even the pain of unfulfilled desire transforms into a source of profound beauty.
H. V. Grullon is a passionate poet who explores the complexities of love, desire, and healing through evocative and introspective verses. Their work invites the reader to a world of vulnerability and raw emotion, revealing the beauty in joy and heartache. Wasted Ink showcases their dedication to capturing the human experience. Outside of writing, H. V. Grullon enjoys photography, music, and learning languages while finding inspiration in the world around them.
May you find fragments of yourself in these pages. If these words resonated with you and made you feel, Wasted Ink has found its purpose. Thank you in advance for allowing its ink to touch your heart.
Keep posted because Wasted Ink will continue.
Wasted Ink born from the spaces between words left unsaid, the echoes of what could have been, and the ink that ran dry before it reached the page, from the deepest shadows of the heart, where unspoken emotions fester and yearn to be released. Each poem is a fragment of a journey through love, loss, healing, desire, passion, longing, and heartache. Feelings that linger long after they have been felt, echoing in the silence.
I began to write my thoughts, leaving them folded in a journal: all the love I never received, all the words I longed to hear, all the could-have-been and what-ifs swirling in my head. I poured them onto the page. So when I say my heart was ripped from my chest and all I bled was ink. It's because all you didn't give me found its way into my craft. What I create and write will become art. Here you are, immortal in ink, even if you never stayed.
These words, born from darkness, are not merely ink on a page; they embody the essence of a soul seeking to make sense of its longing. Without them, it would be nothing but wasted ink. Through each verse, the author invites you into a world of vulnerability and truth, where even the pain of unfulfilled desire transforms into a source of profound beauty.
H. V. Grullon is a passionate poet who explores the complexities of love, desire, and healing through evocative and introspective verses. Their work invites the reader to a world of vulnerability and raw emotion, revealing the beauty in joy and heartache. Wasted Ink showcases their dedication to capturing the human experience. Outside of writing, H. V. Grullon enjoys photography, music, and learning languages while finding inspiration in the world around them.
May you find fragments of yourself in these pages. If these words resonated with you and made you feel, Wasted Ink has found its purpose. Thank you in advance for allowing its ink to touch your heart.
Keep posted because Wasted Ink will continue.
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