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by Rupi Kaur

i’m either romanticizing the past or i’m busy worrying about the future it’s no wonder i don’t feel alive i’m not living in the only moment that’s real - present

sometimes i love you means i want to love you

why does everything become less beautiful once it belongs to us

the love of family friends and community is just as potent as the love of a romantic relationship

nothing can replace how the women in my life make me feel

isn’t the dream that i have a mother to call and a table to eat breakfast at

i get so lost in where i want to go i forget that the place i’m in is already quite magical

i miss knowing i once belonged to a group of people bigger than myself