sing me like a choir

“Make it a habit to think positive.”

“I am sorry someone loved you badly, and that they made you feel like you take up more space than you deserve. I am sorry they abandoned you when you need them the most and it has made you believe that love is an awful thing that hurts.”

“when it gets bad enough, we take the subway to the Bronx and beg a fortuneteller to say the things we need to hear like one day someone will love us in a way that we can show our families and no one will want to cover their mouths. this time all she says is that I don’t have any color left in my cheeks. that night, I drink too much and leave blurry red lip prints on everything I touch. what else is there to do? I swallowed love whole like a peach, juice dripping down my face. the pit is rotting in my stomach and here I am. hands still sticky. heart still reaching.”