- by rupi kaur
the
hurting
i've had sex she said
but i don't know
what making love feels like
if i knew what
safety looked like
i would have spent
less time falling into
arms that were not
the
loving
what am i to you he asks
i put my hands in his lap
and whisper you
are every hope
i've ever had
in human form
you are the faint line
between faith and
blindly waiting
- letter to my future lover
love will come
and when love comes
love will hold you
love will call your name
and you will melt
sometimes though
love will hurt you but
love will never mean to
love will play no games
cause love knows life
has been hard enough already
your name is
the strongest
positive and negative
connotation in any language
it either lights me up or
leaves me aching for days
i want your hands
to hold
not my hands
your lips
to kiss
not my lips
but other places
the
breaking
i always
get myself
into this mess
i always let him
tell me i am beautiful
and half believe it
i always jump thinking
he will catch me
at the fall
i am hopelessly
a lover and
a dreamer and
that will be the
death of me
don't mistake
salt for sugar
if he wants to
be with you
he will
it's that simple
you whisper
i love you
what you mean is
i don't want you to leave
i didn't leave because
i stopped loving you
i left because the longer
i stayed the less
i loved myself
i don't know what living a balanced life feels like
when i am sad
i don't cry i pour
when i am happy
i don't smile i glow
when i am angry
i don't yell i burn
-
the good thing about feeling in extremes is
when i love i give them wings
but perhaps that isn't
such a good thing cause
they always tend to leave
and you should see me
when my heart is broken
i don't grieve
i shatter
i will not have you
build me into your life
when
what i want is to
build a life with you
- the difference
people go
but how
they left
always stays
love is not cruel
we are cruel
love is not a game
we have made a game out of love
he isn't coming back
whispered my head
he has to
sobbed my heart
- wilting
i am water
soft enough to offer life
tough enough
to drown it away
the
healing
the thing about writing is
i can't tell if it's healing
or destroying me
you must enter a relationship
with yourself
before anyone else
if the hurt comes
so will the happiness
- be patient
most importantly love
like it's the only thing you know how
at the end of the day all of this
means nothing
this page
where you're sitting
your degree
your job
the money
nothing even matters
except love and human connection
who you loved
and how deeply you loved them
how you touched the people around you
and how much you gave them
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