Saturday 5 December 2015

Broken Hearted.

The good beautiful old days, 
we spent at the beach, right beneath the sun,
Where we made barbecues and buns,
Claiming to love each other forever.

Then she came!
Cunningly like a tortoise.
Told you stories and tales,
And dumb you! You believed.

You called it quits,
without listening to what I had to say.
You left me broken Hearted.
But I don't blame you, I blame it all on her seduction.

I've gotten over it and forgotten about it,
just like I would with a beautiful but tattered dress.
Yeah, you might be together
But you'd never have a happy ever after.

By Ademola-aliu Funke
#AAF

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