Honesty is the best policy!.... or is it privacy
heres both;
My hearts are scattered in 5 different directions and they all feel like home
is that alright?
Not all things need a label, we're not all products up for display and purchase
Is that alright?
Sometimes, gloves fit but there's 6 more pairs you need to try on,
You never have to wait you can go, but kiss me goodbye and promise You'll write.
Theres no such thing as an ending if names are ingraved in mouth pockets
And are never too far from the corners of lips
And you can call to tell me about the time you cried  and drunk too much at a party because there was a stranger you could imagine me falling in love with,
I meant to say I love you but the words found themselves tangled in a tornado in my stomach,
Honesty is the best policy.

come
come tell me what you're thinking about when your nails dig into your nail beds in conversations
i want your demons to play with mine, maybe they'll tire and we'll find our way to content
its an 8th continent and we've both never been
only read detailed travel books on
come lay your face on my lap and tell me about what wakes you up at night
tell me why you look like you're falling in love and mending a broken heart simultaneously

The things you seem tethered to... that connection will be lost
In the best way, itll be natural in the way it was always meant to be
Seasons will tangle and untangle into eachother like the loves that come and go in peace
Youll stop hitting that unforgiving brick wall
Cause you will no longer turn your back to change
Youll run to it, understand it accommodate it, let it do what it must do to you-  
root you further into yourself
See, you'd been seeing it all wrong, its not a colonialist, striping you, leaving you bare.    
Stand in the rain, and say amen, its beautiful its happening. so it is.
Post rain, when all the creatures sniff the air, Youll smell love coming in, go slow, stick your hand outside that window and let the sun make love to your skin, call it what it is this time. And perhaps they are the sun.  Drawing you out of the shadows, reminding you that its never too late to live the lives you always wanted to,   you can go back and forth and you will remain constant. Anchored.
Post-rain, with you the grass is greener, you are enough for everything that surrounds you, and You take no credit.
Its like. Its like. Its like
I wrote you to life

The night of the last day of February
where it was a rare occasion that the month felt complete
I lay in my mother's garden
looked up at the stars and I felt so small and my impermance was forced down my spine
I called to say im tired of writing sad poems
poems about people
they appear and reappear- so they can be written about
The written are seldom forgotten, you see
              its a cold world baby girl,
but let that Coldplay lighten the load
                      
                         Look at the stars ,
                     Look how they shine for you,
                 And everything that you do,
              Yeah, they were all yellow,

Stared at the stars long enough and it all came to me,
All the times ive emptied my cup for those who've never traced their shea butter laced fingers through my scalp and intricate braids,
All the times I...

So I Untied my anklets and made new ones
With colourful beads I individually hand picked from the local market
and im a step closer to only being mine
returning all of me to me
And I am *enough

I felt safe with you
It could have been so simple
I have some regrets

It had been a while
And our friends encouraged us
then we never spoke

in the tub I thought
of drowning but came to you
to ****‘n’ forget

I loved who you were
Past tense but also present
Like, genuinely

Sorry I felt zilch,
You met me at a bad time
And in a bad place

You wrote to tell me youve been thinking about me lately
Since the star wars movie came out
Long gone memories of Me draped in my black darth vader t shirt   *** in flashes
You said youre happy but wander if I think of you.        


after us I played james by camera obscura 10 times a day till your name didnt leave me breathless and broken all over again    
Some things dont mend
and I now understand why you're so scared of growing old  
And I understand why youd leave posted notes all around my house
inside jokes
Found
Are hard to forget
I get it
That You could love her and him and them and they and still love me
So ill play that song one last time
                 it doesn't hurt

You'll write their name on your tired body with permanent ink and call it love
Because Aunty said it's beyond what the eye can  see but what the body can feel.
Itll take you months to learn its not the same thing to create this.        
You'll try to make them stay with your wet mouth, with those trembling hands, wisper all the things that would make you stay in that husky voice
But warsan said you cant make homes out of people
And your new mantra is "nothing in this world belongs to me I release it all"  
But you keep it all in slit like creases in your scattered messy heart, and your tender thighs,
And your static and wandering mind.
and my love? My lover? Dont you see the only thing you're letting go of is yourself.