Missing Us
What happened to us?!Why do we still bother?Nothing is as it was..........Now we have nothing to talk aboutWe used to jabber and babbleThese days it's like we hurt our mouthTiny…
What happened to us?!Why do we still bother?Nothing is as it was..........Now we have nothing to talk aboutWe used to jabber and babbleThese days it's like we hurt our mouthTiny…
(Thank you R. O for letting me do this. May you always have parables to tell.) I have never deceived myself. I think that that is the worst sort of…
Why man and woman matter serious? Na just one habit dey bring problem, When you operate 'me' instead of 'us' Na there love dey begin condemn. °°°°°°°°°° Reason this man…
Your words were lies Consequently mine be silent hereafter As I wade the streams of your untruth I drown, bogged down by silence. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Now shall I begin to lie…
It has come to my attention that we have outlived any usefulness between us. It would seem that anytime you withheld sex or I money, we became bereft of agenda.…
I am many things. But tonight, I am a doctor. The man had diabetes. When we met for my prognosis he weighed 292 pounds, all of which supported a diagnosis…
Every time I see him, I 'die' inside. On the night we met, everything was perfect. My cousin had invited me to come hang out with her boyfriend and 'his…
I am like an assassin That is reluctant to cause hurt I am like a dragon Holding its own jaws shut. ×°×° I have an inferno within Raging, crackling tongues…
If I get enough requests by way of comments, I will tell the story of his mother... He is my wee little man. The boy is a wonder. Not just…
Hmmmm....(in a Nigerian accent) I do not know where to begin this story from. But indeed I must. As is common in my religion, the first few days, weeks and…
I would like to tell you a story. First off, forget all you think you know about the story. The Story is set in eternity. I would not dare to…
Do not read this story out loud at night. Do not read this story in front of a mirror. Do not. Never ever. Do these two things at the same…
If you can manage it Except when you make love to her Do not make her cry often. In retrospect I suffer wisdom Because I learned the hard way Tears…
There is a quota It will be met one way or another By you or another This need must be met. Said quota is a desire Arguably a burning need…
Bleak ice-blue walls thickening still All frosty; naught moist nor turgid So cold. So polite. Desolate... I have left her I should be with you Yet we are bereft... It…