Sundays with Myself

This poetry collection is a love letter to your own company, a reminder that you are already more than enough, and it is a soft rebellion against the idea that love must look a certain way. Sundays with Myself, is a celebration of solitude, singlehood, and the quiet power of choosing yourself.

I hope Sundays with Myself offers a reminder that being alone does not mean being incomplete. That you are not behind, not lacking, and never too much. You are allowed to belong fully to yourself.

If you’ve ever needed a gentle nudge toward self-love, or a warm voice reminding you that your timeline is not broken, this book is for you. These poems hold space for the heartbreak, healing, and empowering freedom that comes with singlehood.

Whether you’re in a season of rediscovery, embracing independence after heartbreak, or simply learning to enjoy your own company, this book invites you to romanticize solitude and redefine what it means to be whole.

BUY THE BOOK Out on 3rd February 2026

★★★★★

“She reminds you that it’s normal to feel uncertain or lonely sometimes, especially after relationships, or when life doesn’t go the way you expected … and that learning to enjoy your own company can help you build confidence and realise that you are already enough on your own.” Amazon Book Review


Silent Reflections of a Fragile Heart 

This is my debut poetry and prose collection, released in 2024. It explores the complexities of modern love and dating, capturing both the beautiful and the toxic – alongside heartbreak, wrestling with longing, and healing.

The collection is not perfect; some poems will reappear in my next collection, Sundays with Myself, revisited and expanded. But it has been put together with raw honesty. At its core, this book traces my emotional recovery from a time when I lost myself chasing others, and my rise from that rubble with a clearer, truer understanding of who I am.

Each chapter has been structured so you may find words that speak to your current feelings or emotions: Hopeful Beginnings, Your Hand in Mine, Love me or Leave me, Modern Dating: The Untamed Beast, This Might Destroy You, Endings and I Held Everything I Needed.

“I wish I didn’t think of you
at 3 a.m
when sleep should claim me,
or at 10 a.m.
when work calls for focus,
at 6 p.m.
when friends seek my thoughts,
or at 10 p.m.
when my mind should be relaxing.

But I’m too excited to sleep through the nights,
too consumed by the hopefulness of us
to enjoy anything else about the days.
I long for other things
to occupy my mind,
but it seems you’ve already etched yourself
into the quietest corners,
a constant pull I can’t escape.

So I’ll think of you,
until there’s nothing left of me.”
from Silent Reflections of a Fragile Heart

Picture of Amy Roullier's debut poetry book; Silent Reflections of a Fragile Heart, laying on a white duvet

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“I’ve loved in every way a heart can manage. In wild beginnings, messy middles, and endings I never saw coming. There have been dizzying highs, soul-crushing lows, encores I should’ve skipped,
and finales I still can’t forget. Through it all, I’ve learned: love is beauty and heartbreak, tenderness and torment. It can hold you gently or tear you apart.

Love doesn’t follow rules. It’s neither black nor white, but all the endless shades of grey in between.”

Amy Roullier, Silent Reflections of a Fragile Heart

Goodreads Review, March 13, 2025

★★★★★

This poetry collection explores the complexities of a wounded heart. A heart that longs for its true love and the agonizing questions and thoughts that plague it. You’ll read the confessions of a soul who just wants to love and be loved. Amy lets you know that you are not alone while empowering you to love yourself. These introspective, vulnerable words will serve as a light for anyone walking down the dark road of heartbreak.

★★★★★

“Incredible collection of poems. Highly recommend.” Amazon Book Review

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