They say time heals,                                               but what about the nights that don’t end?                             These poems were written in the wreckage, when words were the only way to breathe through loss. Each page is a confession , a bruise, a moment of honesty that felt too heavy to say out loud.                                          This isn’t a guide to getting over someone. It's a record of what it feels like not too.                                     If you have ever loved too hard, lost too much, or tried to forget someone who lives in your bones, these poems will meet you there, in the middle of ache, where truth finally Speaks.