Acknowledgements.

To my love,

You are my inevitable, the one written in the stars, my intertwining stellium. Reflecting on our story and writing it down has only solidified what I knew from the moment I met you. Our stories are one. You have changed my life, and you continue to do so every day.

The prophecy had always foretold. Chapters and sections tied together, time stitched in its binding. Climax and fall, rising then crashing. Life isn’t supposed to play out like fiction. But there’s always you, and there’s always me. An undercurrent strong, the rip curl disrupting the same motifs and arcs in poetic cohesion. Themes and dreams interlocking our stories, until we finally come to the realization that our stories are just one.