How far
have you walked for men who've never held your feet in
their laps? How often have you bartered with bone, only to
sell yourself short? Why do you find the unavailable so
alluring? Where did it begin? What went wrong? And who made
you feel so worthless? If they wanted you, wouldn't they
have chosen you? All this time, you were begging for love
silently, thinking they couldn't hear you, but they smelt
it on you, you must have known that they could taste the
desperate on your skin. And what about the others that would
do anything for you, why did you make them love you until you
could not stand it? How are you both of these women, both
flighty and needful? Where did you learn this, to want what
does not want you? Where did you learn this, to leave those
that want to stay?
— Warsan Shire