This book was written from the place you go when someone leaves without saying goodbye.
Our Red Strings Are Not Meant to Snap is a raw and unfiltered collection of poems about abandonment, longing, and the slow transformation from grief into power. Through red strings, spirits, and imagined guardians, the speaker confronts silence, unanswered questions, and the ache of being forgotten.
These poems do not ask for closure.
They create their own.
This collection is for anyone who has been told to heal gently when their pain was anything but. For anyone who loved deeply, was left without explanation, and learned that becoming untouchable is sometimes the only way forward.