Kimberly

“you
are your own
soul mate”
― Rupi Kaur, Milk and honey

“you call me to tell me you miss me
i turn to face the front door of the house
waiting for a knock
days later you call to say you need me
but still aren't here
the dandelions on the lawn
are rolling their eyes in disappointment
the grass has declared you yesterday's news
what do i care
if you love me
or miss me
or need me
when you aren't doing anything about it
if i'm not the love of your life
i'll be the greatest loss instead”
― Rupi Kaur, The Sun and Her Flowers

“i have survived far too much to go quietly
let a meteor take me
call the thunder for backup
my death will be grand
the land will crack
the sun will eat itself

- the day I leave”
― Rupi Kaur, The Sun and Her Flowers

“i even tried to bury myself alive
but the dirt recoiled
you have already rotted it said
there is nothing left for me to do”
― Rupi Kaur, The Sun and Her Flowers