Of the stirrings from a relationship never had.

I am not a fool.

A poem about love taking on another meaning as we grow older.

A true-life about-me poem. Sometimes we don’t hear the message, because we aren’t listening to the words. "we can not analyze nor can we evaluate love"

Waking up without you.

Poem about a cheating husband.

New York City with you.

I am on my way.

It’s hard facing the truth…It’s even harder getting someone to understand the truth.

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Coping from break up is not an overnight healing process.