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) Sometimes I wish you would have loved me like I loved you. love isn’t worrying about the other people they’re texting claiming that they’re just friends. So, if you would have loved me like I loved you I would’ve never learned that love was never you to begin with (134) 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 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) But there was a part of me that wanted to see you again. A part of me that didn’t want the last time I saw you to have been the last time. I was hoping that there’d be a day where we’d finally see each other again and everything would finally feel right. We would finally make sense that when day came. It didn’t end the way I had imagined it (143) If someone’s already looking for a way out you can’t hold onto them. No matter how much you love them they won’t stay (124) If you like the thought of reading something that feels like a friend is talking to you about their breakup and how they're healing from it (and how you could heal from yours), I think you're going to like it. If you like descriptive poems that are more abstract, this is definitely not for you. I think it could also work really well for people who haven't read a lot of poetry before.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 over the nausea and the crying but you’re still the first thing I see as I get up in the morning and the last as I close my eyes at night (118) Really? Trauma? For context, she doesn't describe anything actually bad, just as painful as hinted at by the sentence about the pictures documenting their falling out of love.) 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)

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.When I first saw the description for this book, I got really excited because I love poetry that balances between pain and healing, so I was looking forward to the way it could help me feel seen and understood. However, the pain of the past is the biggest focus and the depth it goes to when it comes to healing is quite surface-level. The writing is also very simple and it reads more like a diary or a letter than poetry, which can be a good or bad thing, depending on your reading preferences. I would prefer something deeper & more detailed because it didn't bring me a lot of value like this. A lot of the messages were things I already knew, the writing was too plain for me, and it mainly gave me only negative emotions. I trusted you when I shouldn’t have. I let you in to find comfort in a bed that should’ve never warmed your heart… You violated me. You betrayed the friendship I gave you. And the betrayal from that night has hung heavy in my heart and has clouded my mind (44) 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.

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 & Broken Promises is a very modern collection of poems in that it has no rhymes, no verse, no titles, and barely any punctuation. And that could have been fine! Some of my favourite poems ever are in free verse! Anyone who's ever read any poem Mary Oliver wrote knows free verse can be done well. There were several poems I did like in this book. I think the author has potential, but this collection was not my favorite collection in terms of poetry.First, some words are outrageously misused (especially "trauma" - never mind that that's entirely telling and not showing). As an example: