Letter to My Ex

 

I remember the day we met
Beaten by the rain and all wet
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So I got close to make sure good you faring
With tears amidst rain on your face
You, I immediately embraced
To cover up your shame 
On 21st street lane

I overlooked your knocked knees
Your desire for love I freed
You didn't have the beauty of Queen of Sheba
Or the smooth skin of the African Mamba
A little Rexona, 
A little Nivea.
I rubbed off all your rough edges like that of an ape
And managed to put you in shape
You were not a super hero but I robbed you in a cape

Little did I anticipate
That me you'll under rate
To trade me, your color television
For that black and white without a vision
Who wears sun shades even at night
Knowing very well that he's not in the right

Where did I go wrong
All day I sing for you romantic love song
Or was it that my bola was too long
That would've been a feather in my cap
Would've made merry and drunk milk from the tap
Cos I have the blood of my ancestors.

Sometimes I wish I could call
Just to ask how far
To know the many times he's left you at the bar
To pay for your own drinks
A man with many link's
You once thought
My dear, that was a wrong call
Here I'm I ....standing tall
At least I was a better man
Not like that old thing that was raised in the barn

This is my last letter
After which you and I never met
My words may not seem easy like bread and butter
But that's the best way ever...I can bet
I've moved on
On the wings of love may we ride on
And may our past
Never interfere with our future.

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