Furious tears from broken heart
Hid deftly with courtly smile
Perfect world fallen apart
Healing shall surely be a while.
Aidee (November 13, 2015)
I miss you, I find words to say that I do but words fail to express a certain feeling and people say it is called love – never expressly expressed and coming out as jargon so you find the scattered pieces and try to make sense of anything.
In my lover, I’d see a gap that needs to be filled and promises that may never see fruition and in me, a fear that life’s unfairness would happen again…but I miss you and a kiss shared would prove that my strength may find flapping wings and escape to the skies, leaving me to the mercy of your kiss and memories of a love that went sour.
I tell anyone who calls me one, that I’m not a writer.
I think people who are called writers are those who take writing serious. I only write when my emotions are in sync with my fingers and most of the things I write are left unread for years and this blog is a reflection of my personality.
All posts on this blog are mine (©Aidee Erhime)unless otherwise indicated.
This one is titled ‘FRIEND ZONE’
“Let us speak of the day you died
The day the night came when the sun shone
When we danced to the ryhthm of the roll
Then wrote on your tomb
Here lies Aries
Queen of the friend zone”
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