Hearts & Strings Attached

Love as it once was a sweater-soft whole woven with the threads of love and light. Every stitch held warmth every fold carried the comfort of belonging. But time frayed the fabric. Maimed and marred it to threads. Joy unraveled into silence silence into ache and now it hangs fragile a ghost of what it once was. Each poem is a strand pulled loose-until what remains is a tapestry of love remembered grief endured and rage smoldering in the torn edges. A collection on the perilous verge of breaking yet beautiful in its unraveling.Bio: My heart back in the days was a sweater-whole tightly knit alive with color and warmth. Every thread held joy every stitch hummed with the softness of love. It wrapped itself around the world like a promise unbreakable eternal. But time has a way of tugging at seams. The threads loosened laughter frayed into silence and what was once radiant grew pale with ache. Now it hangs delicate a ghost of what it used to be-barely held together swaying on the fragile mercy of a single strand threatening to snap at any moment. This collection is that sweater''s story. The poems begin in the glow of love''s embrace where everything feels tender and infinite then slowly unravel into quiet sorrow aching absence and the simmer of rage. Each verse is a pulled thread exposing both the beauty of what once was and the raw edges of what remains. A book not of endings but of unraveling-haunting fragile and still in its breaking strangely alive.