that is the thing about selfish people. they gamble entire beings. entire souls to please their own.
people say things meant to rip you in half
but you hold the power to not
turn their words into a knife
and cut yourself
losing you was the becoming of myself 
a daughter shouldnot have to
beg her father
for a relationship
every revolution starts and ends with his lips 
people go but how
they left
always stays
what is strongerthan the human heart
which shatters over and over
and still lives
you have to stop searching for why at some point you have to leave it alone 
perhaps the saddest of allare those who live waiting
for someone they're not
sure exists
accept yourself as you were designed 
you must want to spend the rest of your life with yourself first 
the rape willtear you
in half
but it
will not
end you
you are your own soul mate 
we beganwith honesty
left us end
in it too
-us
the one who arrives after you will remind me love is supposed to be soft he will taste like the poetry i wish i could write 
some people are so bitter to them you must be kindest 
I've had sex, she saidBut I don't know
What making love
Feels like
i am losing parts of you like i lose eyelashesunknowingly and everywhere
the way theyleave
tells you
everything
your body is a museum of natural disasters can you grasp how stunning that is 
don't mistakesalt for sugar
if he wants to
be with you
he will
it's that simple
it means nothing to me if he loves you if he can't do a single wretched thing about it 
how can she love a man who is busy loving someone he can never get his hands on again. 
my heart woke me crying last night how can i help i begged my heart said write the book 
If I knew what safety looked like, I would have spent less time falling into arms that were not 
he placed his hands on my mind before reaching for my waist my hips or my lips 
you look like you smell ofhoney and no pain
let me have a taste of that
the very thought of youhas my legs spread apart
like an easel with a canvas
begging for art
i am nothing/ i am nothing/ i am nothing 
it must hurt to know i am your most beautiful regret 
you were temptingly beautiful but stung when i got close
fall in love
with your solitude
nothing is saferthan the sound of you
reading out loud to me
-the perfect date
the thing worth holding on to would not have let go 
you cannot leaveand have me too
i cannot exist in
two places at once
-when you ask if we can still be friends
i thank the universe for taking
everything it has taken
and giving to me
everything it is giving
-balance
that's the thing about love
it marinates your lips
till the only word your
mouth remembers
is his name
if you are not enough for yourself you will never be enough for someone else 
you've touched me without even
touching me.
Do not beg for what does not want to stay. 
i am learning how to love him by loving myself 
give to those who have nothing to give to you - 
it is a part of the human experience to feel pain do not be afraid open yourself to it - 
you mustn't have to make them want you they must want you themselves 
accept that you deserve more than painful love
life is moving
the healthiest thing
for your heart is
to move with it
do not look for healing at the feet of those who broke you 
we are all born/ so beautiful/ the greatest tragedy is/ being convinced we are not 
loneliness is a sign you re in desperate need of yourself 
You might not have been my first love but you were the love that made all the other loves irrelevant. 
The thing about writing is I can't tell if it's healing or destroying me. 
we all move forward whenwe recognize how resilient
and striking the women
around us are
you pinnedmy legs to
the ground
with your feet
and demanded
i stand up
i was musicbut you had your ears cut off
we began with honesty let us end in it too - 
i am water soft enough to offer life tough enough to drown it away 
the idea that we areso capable of love
but still choose
to be toxic
bloom beautifullydangerously
loudly
bloom softly
however you need
just bloom
if you were born with the weakness to fall
you were born with
the strength to rise
love is not cruel we are cruel love is not a game we have made a game out of love 
the letting go hasbecome the forgetting
which is the most
pleasant and saddest thing
to have happened
how you love yourself is how you teach others to love you 
my heart aches for sisters more than anythingit aches for women helping women
like flowers ache for spring
you were so afraidof my voice
i decided to be
afraid of it too
you look at me and cryeverything hurts
i hold you and whisper
but everything can heal
what am i to you he asksi put my hands in his lap
and whisper you
are every hope
i've ever had
in human form
loneliness is a sign you were in desperate need of yourself 