Sieve
How difficult it is to love you
And how easy it is to hurt you
When my heart,
All it is, is a sieve
Shot with tiny holes,
Nothing ever stays
Will you?
How difficult it is to love you
And how easy it is to hurt you
When my heart,
All it is, is a sieve
Shot with tiny holes,
Nothing ever stays
Will you?
Long time it’s been since I wanted to say I hate you. It’s a violent, mad-bad, insane feeling. And it’s good. The capacity to hate stems from the capacity to love. You don’t always wake up in the most pleasant way possible….more often than not, being jolted awake, startled…..like having…
Gully Boy was rife with triggers. Musicians have hurt me. But we’re storytellers together.
Women judge each other and we make war. If a woman’s best friend must sign off on all relationship decisions, then she also has the power to wreck you with judgment.
Speaking in codes about the twisted tangles within us is fun.
Does your presence in a space leave scars or interesting stories?
I met people I had ghosted. I was contacted by those who ghosted me. Maybe all ghosts bear gifts.
@rakhi: Thank you, girl..
This one is just beautiful.