benafsha

Your name means flower

And mine means rose

We are both thorny

We both push away

And we love too much

These are things that only you and I understand about each other

We are flowers

And perhaps this is the bond that takes us further

Than any law of society that could come in our way

We are not sisters

We are not of the same bloodline

Nor of the same country

Nor of the same language

But we can suck on fresh mango and talk the night away

And perhaps this is what makes us one

As if bloodlines ever had to do with anything as pure and simple as our relationship

Perhaps ours is better to remain bloodless

And nameless

You are all at once my best friend, my sister, and the person I will compare every man to

For there is no one else I would walk to the ends of the earth for

With the full trust that she would jump with me

And this is what one should expect from a lover, no?

Even God must be wondering

Why every relationship couldn’t turn out like ours

You are the answer to every prayer I didn’t know I performed

And I thank God for this every day

Here’s to all the relationships we don’t understand, and how unnecessary it is to define them

I love you, happy birthday

You deserve every good thing

Clashing

I am the flute, you are the air

Coming from the mouth of a boy

That never learned music

my healer.

two people joined at the rot.

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for the fifth time this month

you say you’re going to leave him

he calls you a cunt over the phone

then walks the three miles to your house

and kisses your mouth until the word is just

a place on your body.

i don’t know what brings broken people together

maybe damage seeks out damage

the way stains on a mattress halo into one another

the way stains on a mattress bleed into each other.

- Warsan Shire

i squeezed her wrist

to feel her pulse
it was the only place i could still call home

the little girl

Today she held out her hands to me

And asked

Is this what hearts look like?

Are they like hands?

Do they hold things? Like other hearts?

Do they drop them if they are too small?

Do some of them drop bombs on us?

Is this why we live like this?

questions on the deathbed

when were you the most spiritual?

when i questioned god the most.

what was the most difficult?

smiling and meaning it.

glass

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girls like glass
are easy to break
but draw blood once they're broken