Nicole

“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 myself
To accept a healthy love
If all I’ve ever known is pain”
― Rupi Kaur, The Sun and Her Flowers