This piece was inspired by the insights I learned from theatre class. Some actors can't "cut" themselves from the characters they play - trapped inside a person you don't even know.

This sonnet is about unrequited love (I know, this is my second poem about one-sided love) but this is open for interpretation. I would love to hear your thought about this.

A story poem based on the ever beautiful Cendrillon. Happy endings do exist. Or do they?

One-sided. Unrequited. They all mean one and the same - broken. The nine years spent on jealousy and hurt inspired me to write this piece. Hear the sorrows of my heart and maybe you'll hear yours too....