This small collection of poetry is me getting it off my chest.
The one who broke my heart, the one who refused to understand, the idiot who walked out on the best thing they ever had - and a few more.

    In this collection I rant and whine and whinge a bit, I vent and cry out in the long dark night, but I also celebrate love for it truly is better to have loved and lost. Sometimes I use flat prose, sometimes schoolgirl obvious rhyming style. It’s all honest and it all makes me cry like a five year old. I hope some of it makes you smile.