On a random Sunday, my fiancée and lover of ten years sat across from me at our dining room table and told me she didn’t want to be with me anymore. These are the letters I would write her, things I wish I could tell her, things I wish she cared to hear.
These are my moments of anger. And anger isn’t always justified. These are my moments of sorrow. And sorrow isn’t always realistic. These are my moments of insecurity. And insecurity isn’t always founded. These are my moments of adoration. And adoration isn’t always healthy. These are the moments where my heart hurt the most. These are the moments where my heart cried out the most. These are the moments where my heart loved the most.
An original collection of romance poetry by Charlie Blasini, making his authorial debut. Poems of love. Poems of love lost. Poems of longing.
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