“I have survived too much to go quietly.
Let a meteor take me.
Call the thunder for back up.
My death will be grand.
The land will crack,
the sun will eat itself…

-the day I leave.” – Rupi Kuar.

“I have survived too much to go quietly.
Let a meteor take me.
Call the thunder for back up.
My death will be grand.
The land will crack,
the sun will eat itself…

-the day I leave.” – Rupi Kuar.

Men have it all wrong.
It is not the woman you should fear.
It is the man
who arrives after you—
the one who teaches her
that love was never supposed
to feel like begging.
The one who speaks gently
where you were careless,
who reaches
for the pieces
you convinced her
were too much.
Because one day
she will stop mourning
the love you never gave,
and start grieving the time
she wasted waiting for it.
That is when you lose her.
Not because she found
someone better—
but because someone finally showed her
what better felt like.

She will never settle again.

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