I like to trace the ghosts of your fingers on the back of my hand. They read- I don’t know how to hold without you.
HINNAH MIANI love you like I barely had a land to call my own.
More Hinnah Mian Quotes
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I don’t like how your embrace feels like comfort till the knife thrust.
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For once I want to be something that lasts.
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She has learned so much from dying only to be born again.
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I remember when I was the only sin you liked to kiss.
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I want to separate writing from heartbreak but I don’t know how.
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How do you mourn the loss of someone who was never yours to begin with?
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Depression is the way my eyes have learnt how to close more than open.
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And what am I but the smallest of footnotes in the universe’s everlasting memoir?
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I am only beautiful when my legs are open and I have forgotten my mother tongue to make room for yours.
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I am tired of living in a world, where I belong deeply, to anyone but myself.
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Living is not living when I am living without you.
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Somewhere in these walls we’re still dancing, feeling nostalgic and much too in my head.
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Read the scars on my body like braille, for I no longer know how to tell a story that belongs deeply to me but is no longer mine.
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There is a calmness in not knowing.
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I turn moments into poetry.
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