Maybe it's me.

Do I have too many expectations?

Maybe I'm too assertive or not assertive enough. Am I meant to be ? alone?

They always seem interested. Until they're not. So many mixed signals. What didn't I see?

Make me feel like I'm the crazy one, the needy one, the troubled one.

I know what I want and what I don't.

It shouldn't be this hard, this hurtful, this cruel.

A memoir written in poetic verse and the second collection in the Fragile Heart Series, the author shares her most intimate experiences over years of heartache, joy, despair, and hope in the continued quest to find her person.

From the back cover:

This collection of poetry is broken into three parts. It is the continuation of one heart's journey through love, loss, and healing; one of self-discovery, self-gratification, and self-awareness. Without knowing ? and being ? and loving oneself, we can never truly give ourselves to another.

my soul aches for closure

begs for forgiveness

hopes to heal

I am broken

and yet

I feel

Reading order:

love and other company

and yet I feel

what forever feels like