"Take care of me
   and
I will take care of you."

Love —

for some is constant
like the climate
always stays the same
no matter how long they
are together

and

for the unlucky ones
love is like the weather
here today, gone tomorrow.

To be seen —
not as an object of desire,  
but as another human being.

To be seen—
for what she is made of,
for what strengths she carries within
and
not for what she covers her body with.

To be admired
not for her beautiful body
but for the beauty within.

Her voice to be heard
and not her screams.

To have dignity —
in life and in death.

To have self-respect.


Is it too much to ask for?

When I see butterflies drifting in the air,

I remember how colorful my life once was—

just me and a garden full of flowers,

a canvas and its colors,

music and the rain,

stars twinkling in the night sky.

Now, all of it feels lost.

I keep going back to the time,
my life before you,
wondering how it would have been
had you not been a part of it.

Oh, how much I wish now,
to return to that life again
to be myself once more.

shapeshifting sand dunes

sculpting floating desert landscape

Wind —the creator.

Afraid to make new friends,  

afraid to even say hello,

keeping everyone at arm's length,

any more heartbreak I cannot take,

I would rather be alone,

than be left broken again.