e when my fingers are blue,
And I still recommend your favorite movie to people who are lonely on a Friday night.
But I don't dream about you anymore.
My days are still sprinkled with tiny pieces of you and all the memories we won't make.
But my nights are mine again.
I think of you often, but I never see your face in my dreams, and that feels like healing.

Navigating our way through relationships in all forms can be thrilling and gratifying or heartbreaking and challenging, and can prompt many emotions to rise to the surface.

In a collection of poems divided into four sections, Nadia Vires lyrically tells a story of heartbreak, grief, love, and hope. As she leads others through the unique phases of love and encourages self-reflection on the process of falling in and out of love, Nadia's poems explore the experiences of being left, abandoned, cherished, and hopeful as well as death, depression, sexuality, and femininity.