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Complete, First published Feb 08, 2016
"Writing can heal us too."

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Midnight Thoughts is a collection of poems, real life conversations, fictional stuff, unsent letters, and most importantly, thoughts.

This is for the ones who haveㅡ
...had their hearts broken.
...gone through bad breakups.
...experienced unrequited love.
...never had their thoughts heard.
...been afraid to express their feelings.
...loved and lost.
...tried and tried to love themselves.

This is for you, and for the heart that has been broken so many times but still manages to stay alive.
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Poems by ; missinkiejaneskie There are words I never got to say - words that lingered between the heart and the night sky, waiting for courage that never came. This collection is for those letters, for every emotion I sealed away in silence, for every moment that deserved a softer ending. Each poem in Letters the Moon Forgot to Send was written under the quiet company of the moon - my silent witness, my only listener. These pages carry the warmth of longing, the ache of things unsaid, and the bittersweet beauty of letting go. They are confessions wrapped in starlight, small pieces of my heart that I once tried to hide. Some poems are about love that stayed, others about love that left. Some are about the versions of ourselves we outgrew, and the people we couldn't keep even when we tried. But above all, these poems are about remembering - that even when the world forgets, the soul remembers. I wrote these words not to be perfect, but to be honest. To remind anyone who feels lost that they are never truly alone. That somewhere, someone else is looking at the same moon, holding the same kind of ache, and still choosing to hope. So here they are - the letters the moon forgot to send. Maybe they were meant to find you instead.