The Death of a Serial Monogamist

First I would like to thank God for placing this vision and task before me. I would also like to show appreciation towards my Father for always believing in my potential abilities, and lastly but certainly not least my mother and mentor, for creating, facilitating, motivating, gravitating, and overall preparing my mind body and spirit to embark upon the creative space that is my mind. This is a compilation of poetic experiences that dissect the imperfections in my past love lives. I have experienced happiness and sadness in its fullest capacity with members of the opposite sex, and came into an abyss; an area of confusion. These formally personal testaments of my love trials were placed together for the sake of reaching someone who has been where I’ve been, felt what I’ve felt, and experienced the incompleteness of a loving relationship. I pray my words touch your heart and reaffirm the confidence that I have witnessed many lose in love. I believe the cure to a broken heart is real love, Agape love. Knowing that God is love is the purest gift and most concrete relationship any soul can receive. Get in touch with your gifts, love your life, and continue to always humbly remind yourself of the power of your heart and the presence of your mind. Find yourself, free yourself.