I Said, ""We're Done."" But I Lied.

What happens when you find your person to love? They become your sensual soulmate and someone you constantly dream of. Eventually, love's illusion can't be eluded, and what was once love turns into a toxic allusion.

I Said, "We're Done." But I Lied. is a collection of poems revering as an allegory from the perspective of the modern Black man's relationship with Black women. A cautionary love tale of falling in love to the trigger warnings of miscarriage and domestic violence, thematically, this collection details a cumulation of two years worth of love.