Between first light and ashes

Love, a language we think we're fluent in until loss leaves us fumbling for words like tourists without a phrasebook.This collection chronicles the catastrophe of a relationship: the spark (actual butterflies), the warmth (too many matching outfits), the cracks (turns out they weren't "quirks"), and the goodbye (spoiler: it wasn't pretty). Perfect endings only exist in movies and fairy tales written by people who've clearly never tried to split a Netflix account.Each verse captures moments frozen in time. Stolen glances, 2 AM promises that seemed profound, and the slow unraveling of what felt unbreakable (like a favorite sweater that keeps snagging on everything). May these poems be a quiet companion as you stumble and occasionally glide forward. GPS for the heart not included, but the best journeys happen when you get beautifully lost.

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Love is a language we think we know - until loss leaves us speechless. This collection of poems traces the rise and fall of a relationship: the spark, the warmth, the cracks, the goodbye. It's not about pÿerfect endings, but about raw, honest feeling the highs, the heartbreak, the healing. May these poems be a mirror, a balm, or simply a quiet companion as you find your way forward.