My mama said, “as soon as a girl loves, she loses.” I get off the phone and go to bed with my abandonment issues.
My mama said, “as soon as a girl loves, she loses.” I tell her I have some things I could stand to lose.
Lovers in their brief delight
gamble both worlds away,
a century’s worth of work
for one chance to surrender.
Many slow growth-stages build
to quick bursts of blossom.
A thousand half-loves
must be forsaken to take
one whole heart home.
Rumi, Birdsong. (via fortis-virilis)
Phantom limb
I type the words
“I hate you”
Then delete them
You’re like the gangrenous leg
I cut off to save my life
And every day
Still wish was here
