Nikita Gill
Nikita is the author of Your Soul Is A River and Your Heart Is The Sea.
You Left Me Between A Black Hole And A Supernova
You told me that blank white nothingness is what it feels like to be at the centre of a star just as it is falling apart.
8 Things I’ve Realized While Healing From Trauma
1. What has hurt you is a thousand times less than who and what you are. You are not made up of the things that gave you pain alone.
9 Confessions From A Skinny Girl With An Eating Disorder
The difference between being thin and being skinny is that when you’re skinny, everyone is constantly trying to get you to eat. As if you are deliberately starving yourself.
Ten (Breaking Up) Texts I Should Have Sent You But Didn’t
1. How do I say this poetically: you fucking destroyed me. 2. The number of calls from you on my phone is zero. The number of calls from me to you is one.
Never Be Afraid That I Will Stop Loving You
You are the city I grew up in.
Ten Ways I Learned To Be Happy
To be happy is the goal that most people in this world strive for, but very rarely achieve. How can you possibly be happy every day, every second, every moment? Truth is, you can’t.
What Every Daughter Needs To Hear Every Day
Tell them how beautiful they are no matter what anyone else says.
Do Not Compliment Me By Telling Me I Am Nothing Like Other Girls
Pitting me against them
in this insidious rivalry
that girls are taught and grow into
for a man or boy’s affections
is not something for me to be grateful for.
You Are A Daughter Of The Sun
You will see it when you stand up for yourself
and you are told how arrogant you are amongst your sex
because ‘it isn’t ladylike to raise your voice.’
Remember This When When The Odds Are Against You
They say that numbers count. The only time that numbers count is how many times you get up again after you have fallen and failed.
I Am A Wolf, And Her Heart Is Purer Than Mine
I am an open book of the messes I have made and completely, utterly selfish about you.
I Lost Him To The Ocean
I read something in the paper and it made me think about you. This is what it said: Our lungs contain 300,000 million capillaries. And this is why I thought of you.