The idea that we are so capable of love but still choose to be toxic.
RUPI KAURThe idea that we are so capable of love but still choose to be toxic.
RUPI KAURYou left and I wanted you still yet I deserved someone who was willing to stay.
RUPI KAUROur backs tell stories no books have the spine to carry.
RUPI KAURYou may want that boy but you certainly don’t need him.
RUPI KAURHow can she love a man who is busy loving someone he can never get his hands on again.
RUPI KAURThe thing about writing is I can’t tell if it’s healing or destroying.
RUPI KAURWe need more love not from men but from ourselves and each other.
RUPI KAURI am losing parts of you like I lose eyelashes unknowingly and everywhere.
RUPI KAUROther women’s bodies are not our battle grounds.
RUPI KAURNothing is safer than the sound of you reading aloud to me – the perfect date.
RUPI KAURWhat draws you to her, tell me what you like so I can practice.
RUPI KAURYou were so afraid of my voice I decided to be afraid of it too.
RUPI KAURSometimes I stop myself from saying the words out loud as if leaving my mouth too often might wear them down.
RUPI KAURDo not bother holding onto that thing that does not want you – you cannot make it stay.
RUPI KAURThe very thought of you has my legs spread apart like an easel with a canvas begging for art.
RUPI KAURHow you love yourself is how you teach others to love you.
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