Epilogue to the trilogy.

I don’t know if I’ll ever write another book, but right now, I’m focusing on living my life instead of dwelling on things that no longer serve me.

These are poems that I released as single pieces after Because I Said So. came out. I keep telling myself I’ll write again, but I haven’t been inspired enough.

It’s a bit scary because four years ago, poetry was my way of surviving and keeping myself together. Fast forward to today, I barely open my notes to write anything close to a poem.

It’s all good, though; I like to think of it as growing because I no longer need poetry to make it to the next day. I’m living instead of just surviving.

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