Confessions of a Book Addict

Reading is like falling in love.

You meet your next read, thinking that it will be something light, fun, and distracting. You smell the pages, feel the texture of words begging to be read, and find your lips tugging into a smile every time you think about escaping with your book in your hands.

It’s simple, sure, but the love you experience during this little romp with your current book feels so real just then that it doesn’t really matter.

Others can say, “Listen, it’s just a book,” but you know differently.

And as the pages turn and the story pulls you in deeper, you find that you can’t part with the world the author has created. The dialogue, the prose, the beautiful romance between the characters—it’s all intoxicatingly perfect.

When the final chapter comes and you know, you just know, it’s time to say goodbye, you avoid your book—the object of your affection.

“Just one more day,” you say, eyeing the pages you’ve already read. “Just one more.”

Because you know that when you’ve reached the last page, that’s it.

Your romance is done.

But the beautiful thing about books and literature and words and stories, is that there will always be more.

No two stories are completely the same, but no two stories will offer you the same romance.

Each story is a gift.

Each protagonist is a guide.

Each chapter is a promise.

Don’t give up on love because you’ve finished one adventure—keep going back; keep experiencing love.

There’s really nothing like a well-loved book.

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Falling in love with a book is like falling in love with a person.

When you’re reading the novel you love you feel like you’re on a cloud, exploring different worlds. You want to spend every aching moment with that book because you want to learn everything you possibly can about it, you want to learn what makes it interesting, why you love it so much in the first place… you never want it to end.

But, like with a relationship that does not last, when you finish a book you love you feel like you’re broken because that companionship is finished, and going back and re-exploring it may seem like a good idea, but it’s probably best that you take some time to adjust before re-reading the story you loved so much. It will never be the same though. Some of us will never experience the story the same way the second time around, or the third, fourth, etc.

And just like ending a romance with a novel you love, you have to remember that there are other novels out there. Though you wish you could explore your beloved novel all over again for the first time, you have to recognized that that novel taught you something valuable: That there will be more books that touch you in the same way.

There will be heartbreaks, within and outside of the world of novels, but there will always be a recovery.