To hug, to hold, to kiss
then breathe
She needs to be alone
inside that thought
is a melting pot
of connections
she could never make
Another time,
on another page
she will be lost
in time
in a memory
and a longing
to capture
what she can’t
find
Memory Frames
Published by Neha Bhat
Sex & Trauma Psychotherapist, Artist and Writer who creates innovative psychotherapy and inner work healing content on somatics, trauma recovery, abuse and mental health from a creative, spiritual, depth-focused, decolonial lens. Also known as @indiansextherapist. Started one of the first Indian therapy groups for people who have perpetrated and survived sexual abuse. View all posts by Neha Bhat
For Immense love one does feel
Why? Cause its life
When u realize that u can see, can smell, can sense,
Can care and be cared for …
And can love.
Then my dear one, u realize Ur self and u realize the simplicity of the mystery
Cause there was none