Rah Words Hayek

This one’s for the therapist friend. The one who is always there to nurse and listen, to love and advice her friends anytime you’re needed and called upon. The friend who no one checks up on. This one’s for you.

Just because I carried it so well, doesn’t mean it was never not heavy.

If it’s not love, it’s a cry for love.

Growing up, every woman in my life was a victim of the love men swore by. A victim of their bad habits. After swearing off tolerating a tiny mistake from a man, I had to realize that it wasn’t fair to me or any significant other I meet.

To the good women who stay to love men who are broken. You deserve better.

This is for anyone who’s ever felt lost, voiceless and alone. For anyone who needs love, who needs hope, who needs a light.