a lot of times we are angry at other people for not doing what we should have done for ourselves - responsibility.
despite knowing they won’t be here for long they still choose to live their brightest lives - sunflowers.
i stand on the sacrifices of a million women before me thinking what can i do to make this mountain taller so the women after me can see farther - legacy.
what is the greatest lesson a woman should learn that since day one she's already had everything she needs within herself it's the world that convinced her she did not.
you ask if we can still be friends i explain how a honeybee does not dream kissing the mouth of a flower and then settle for its leaves.
i hardened under the last loss. it took something human out of me. i used to be so deeply emotional i’d crumble on demand. but now the water has made its exit. of course i care about the ones around me. i’m just struggling to show it. a wall is getting in the way. i used to dream of being so strong nothing could shake me. now. i am. so strong. that nothing shakes me. and all i dream is to soften.
i have survived far too much to go quietly let a meteor take me call the thunder for backup my death will be grand the land will crack the sun will eat itself - the day I leave.
if I am the longest relationship of my life isn't it time to nurture intimacy and love with the person I lie in bed with each night.
this place makes me the kind of exhausted that has nothing to do with sleep and everything to do with the people around me - introvert.
love does not look like a person love is our actions love is giving all we can even if it's just the bigger slice of cake love is understanding we have the power to hurt one another but we are going to do everything in our power to make sure we don't love is fighting out all the kind sweetness we deserve and when someone shows up saying they will provide it as you do but their actions seem to break you rather than build you love is knowing whom to choose.
borders are man-made they only divide us physically don’t let them make us turn on each other - we are not enemies.
you call me to tell me you miss me i turn to face the front door of the house waiting for a knock days later you call to say you need me but still aren't here the dandelions on the lawn are rolling their eyes in disappointment the grass has declared you yesterday's news what do i care if you love me or miss me or need me when you aren't doing anything about it if i'm not the love of your life i'll be the greatest loss instead.
I hear a thousand kind words about me and it makes no difference yet i hear one insult and all confidence shatters - focusing on the negative.
To hate Is an easy lazy thing But to love Takes strength Everyone has But not all are Willing to practice.
my god is not waiting inside a church or sitting above the temple's steps my god is the refugee's breath as she's running is living in the starving child's belly is the heartbeat of the protest my god does not rest between pages written by holy men my god lives between the sweaty thighs of women's bodies sold for money was last seen washing the homeless man's feet my god is not as unreachable as they'd like you to think my god is beating inside us infinitely.
when it came to listening my mother taught me silence if you are drowning their voice with yours how will you hear them she asked when it came to speaking she said do it with commitment every word you say is your own responsibility when it came to being she said be tender and tough at once you need to be vulnerable to live fully but rough enough to survive it all when it came to choosing she asked me to be thankful for the choices i had that she never had the privilege of making - lessons from mumma.
even though we were both under the same roof of that coffee shop. i was still solar systems away from you.
what if there isn't enough time to give her what she deserves do you think if i begged the sky hard enough my mother's soul would return to me as my daughter so i can give her the comfort she gave me my whole life.
i learned love is about giving. everything. and letting it hurt. i learned vulnerability is always the right choice because it is easy to be cold in a world that makes it so very difficult to remain soft.
The universe took its time on you Crafted you to offer the world Something different from everyone else When you doubt How you were created You doubt an energy greater than us both --irreplaceable.
i am sorry this world could not keep you safe may your journey home be a soft and peaceful one - rest in peace.
you are a mirror if you continue to starve yourself of love you'll only meet people who'll starve you too if you soak yourself in love the universe will hand you those who'll love you too - a simple math.
you are waiting for someone Who is not coming back meaning you are living your life hoping that someone will realize they can't live theirs without you Realizations don't work like that.
my twenties are the warm-up for what i’m really about to do wait till you see me in my thirties now that will be a proper introduction to the nasty. wild. woman in me.
the hummingbirds tell me you've changed your hair i tell them i don't care while listening to them describe every detail hunger - rupi kaur.
wish pure love and soft peace upon the ones who've been unkind to you and keep moving forward - this will free you both.
i am of the earth and to the earth I shall return once more life and death are old friends and I am the conversation between them i am their late-night chatter their laughter and tears what is there to be afraid of if I am the gift they give to each other this place never belonged to me anyway i have always been theirs.
when I hit the rock bottom that exist after the rock bottom and no rope or band appeared i wondered what if nothing wants me because I do not want me - i am both the poison and the antidote.
representation is vital otherwise the butterfly surrounded by a group of moths unable to see itself will keep trying to become the moth - representation.
Sometimes I stop myself from saying the words out loud as if leaving my mouth too often might wear them down - I love you.
where do we go from here my love when it's over and i'm standing between us whose side do i run to when every nerve in my body is pulsing for you when my mouth waters at the thought when you are pulling me in just by standing there how do i turn around and choose myself.
i even tried to bury myself alive but the dirt recoiled you have already rotted it said there is nothing left for me to do.
she is not a porn category or the type you look for on a friday night she is not needy or easy or weak -daddy issues is not a punch line.
let it go let it leave let it happen nothing in this world was promised or belonged to you anyway - all you own is yourself.
what good am I, if i do not fill the plates of the ones who fed me but fill the plates of strangers.
there are mountains growing beneath our feet that cannot be contained all we've endured has prepared us for this bring your hammer and fists we have a glass ceiling to shatter.
do you think flowers will grow here when you and i are off building something new with someone else.
they have no idea what it is like to lose home at the risk of never finding home again to have your entire life split between two lands and become the bridge between two countries - immigrant.
how do i welcome in kindness when i have only practiced spreading my legs for the terrifying what am i to do with you if my idea of love is violence but you are sweet if your concept of passion is eye contact but mine is rage how can i call this intimacy if i crave sharp edges but your edges aren't even edges they are soft landings how do i teach muself to accept a healthy love if all i've ever known is pain.
perhaps we are all immigrants trading one home for another first we leave the womb for air then the suburbs for the filthy city in search for a better life some of us just happen to leave entire countries.
when the world comes crashing at your feet it’s okay to let others help pick up the pieces if we’re present to take part in your happiness when your circumstances are great we are more than capable of sharing your pain.