Love? It's that feeling you can't quite put into words, the kind that makes your heart race and ache at the same time. It's in the moments you hold onto, even when they slip through your fingers. Love is wanting someone so much it scares you, but in a way that feels right. It's the mix of joy and sadness, of holding on and letting go. It's messy, imperfect, but it's what makes life worth all the chaos. Love is the thing that keeps you going, even when it hurts a little.
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When Heartbroken Poets Get High
PoetryEver felt like love is a rollercoaster you never signed up for? Welcome to my world! This little book, "When Heartbroken Poets Get High", is a collection of my musings on love, heartbreak, and all the messy stuff in between. Inside, you'll find a mi...
