Without Rhyme or Reason

The words in this book were crafted and composed by a girl who knows what it means to be brokenhearted, and slowly, is learning how to be loved. I wrote this in the hopes that you might come to find you are not alone in your struggle but rather that someone else has seen what the grass looks like on the other side and is here to tell you, if it's green, it's fake. And one thing to know, even in the middle of your heartache, is how powerful you are to be able to feel things in a world that would prefer you to stay numb. You are not any less of a fighter just because you have been wounded by war. In fact, damaged people are the most dangerous opponents if for no other reason than because they've learned how to survive.

Keep feeling.
C.M.