some poetry I write when I'm a tad bit delirious

- la douleur exquise; (n.) the heart-wrenching pain of wanting the attention of someone unattainable. _ This is a poetry sort of book, I guess you could say. Each part in this book, has words that come from someone, whose heart has been through what it's like to desperately need someone, but have to painfully never be able to have them, to love them, to give their hearts to them, like their souls are calling out to do. Unrequited love is one of the worst out of them all. _ All covers made by me.

dear stray eyelashes, ladybugs, dark tunnels, wishbones, dandelions, pennies, shooting stars, 11:11, and birthday candles, when will you do your job?