Ezra woke up beneath the cold-blooded mafia leader she was forced to marry - with no memory, no voice, and one terrifying truth: her thoughts were no longer private. In a parallel life she once died in silence... now she's back, and her inner voice betrays everything to her enemies - and her husband. Dark. Steamy. Ruthless. A wife's silence never meant safety.

She thought their bond was unbreakable. They had shared everything, secrets, laughter, dreams. Until one day, without warning, her best friend walked away as if she had never mattered. The sudden abandonment shatters her, sending her into a spiral of self-doubt and heartbreak. A month later, as if nothing happened, the friend reappears. No apologies. No explanations. Just requests for favors, notes, and emotional support. And she helps-because that's who she is. But something has changed. The friendship that once meant everything is now just a collection of memories she can't seem to forget. As she navigates the pain of betrayal, the struggle of pretending, and the ache of nostalgia, she asks herself a single question: Can we be strangers again? Because, just maybe, it would hurt less. A raw and poignant story about learning to let go of someone who has already let go of you.

I'm always searching for something worth staying for but I can't seem to find that until then please don't mind me because I'm just a traveler passing through. When I'm not satisfied or happy I'll leave and find a new path, so just let me say goodbye... Can I say goodbye? I wrote till my hands bruised and heart bled. I wrote and wrote in hopes that some day, somebody will understand my words and all the things I wish I could say... Each poem is a story. My story. Some are fictional but most of them are true. I know you're curious. From painful heart breaks to high school stories. A person dealing with mental illnesses, fears and abuse. Won't you like to know about the drama?

These are pieces of my heart-love, heartbreak, longing, and hope. Read, feel, and maybe see your own story reflected in these words. "Tell me-what hurts more: Knowing the person you love will die, Or knowing they're alive, Yet you can never have them?" - Elizabeth #1 destroying #1 poetrylovers #1 poetryoflife #1 poetryofthesoul #1 echoesoftheheart #1 destroying #1 forthebroken #1 healingthroughwords #4 Motivation #1 poembook