Nikita Gill

For you,

who has never forgotten

the magic.

It wants you to know

it remembers you too.

A Universal Truth

We all have storms and stories

inside us that even

the night sky cannot handle.

This is why

we must learn

how to love ourselves.

She was nothing but an almost lover, an almost friend, an

almost daughter. The little bit of left over hot chocolate in a cup that had long since been consumed

You would always say that our blood lines lay in the history of how we learned to love. I would disagree that just because we made each other bleed once in a while didn’t mean we actually loved each other