You cared about them more than anyone else in the world. Believed that they could change and you kept loving them even though they never deserved it and it was never enough because they walked away like it was nothing (126) I continued loving you despite knowing that you didn’t deserve me. I kept supporting you thinking that you were going to change I made excuses for the relationship thinking that it was going to be different this time around but it wasn’t because I couldn’t make you choose me or want me or even remember me when I was gone (89) You can’t keep waiting for somebody who isn’t capable of figuring out that you’re also someone who is worth fighting for (105) I don’t want to lose you but if I do I really hope that we were just two people who had to lose each other to find each other again (17) I would have been disappointed if that had been as bad as it got, but I might have nonetheless found some pleasure in that strange, sweet pain you get when reading about someone else's pain (or someone else working through their pain?). But even that was impossible, because I felt absolutely nothing.

I don’t remember what you look like anymore. It hurts for me to admit that I close my eyes and I think I see you. I see your face and your hair. I see you sitting there on your couch reading a book or watching a movie but I don’t actually see you (39) You had me believing that I meant more to you than what I actually did. You were always great at making me believe in lies (68) First, some words are outrageously misused (especially "trauma" - never mind that that's entirely telling and not showing). As an example: It feels like I’ll always be a little bit broken and these scars will always remain because one time is all that it takes. One lie (46)I thought of our very first fight. I thought of the way you yelled. I thought of the first time I caught you keeping secrets from me the things that you never told me but somehow, I already knew. The ones that made me feel worthless and unloved the ones that I pushed aside because I loved you… And then I thought of our last day together the last day we were two halves of the same whole the day we talked and cried as we agreed that this was the end (131) I found some of the poems to be extremely beautiful, and in general, some of the writing to be thought-evoking, especially as a person who has never experienced heartbreak before. But my accolades can’t run far as there were a lot of structural errors that made it difficult for me to enjoy the collection. I made so many excuses for your behavior to the people I loved. I had wished away all the lies all the broken promises and I had put myself down to try and build you up (120)

I’m not sure if this will ever stop hurting. If my tears will ever stop flowing or if I’ll ever stop waking up at 2 am searching for your body that should be next to mine (60) I’m not sure how it happened when our love became hatred all I know is that right now I’m sitting here all alone without my friend or a love and a giant hole in my heart (20) You kept me hanging on by a string. Made me believe in every word you would say never giving me more than what would keep me alive. You had me convinced that you cared (30) Glass Hearts and Broken Promises by Kayla McCullough is a collection of poetry about heartbreak and healing. It focuses on breakups, moving on, and self-love, and it does so in a very straightforward way. Thank you to the publisher for providing an ARC through Netgalley in exchange for an honest review.

I want to believe them when they say time heals your heartbreak but I can’t because I will always miss you and I will always love you and that heartbreak isn’t going anywhere. But that’s the thing with grief. Time may ease the pain but it’s never fully gone. I think about what life would have been like if you’d been there for me more (26) And second, some lines just don't really make sense. The logic is entirely missing, or at least a big enough part of it that I can't follow. Admittedly, if you are new to poetry and looking for something easily digestible, this may be for you! It’s not too convoluted and honestly has at least one thing you can relate to, whether that is hope, heartbreak, self-care, the healing cycle, etc. Lately it feels like I’d be able to die from my broken heart. Like the tears and the heartache will never stop and there’s nothing you could say or do to make me forget the way I loved you (66) If what they were in was never love at all, then... they weren't actually in love? I don't know, this one confuses me.