We were good together.

Like two peas in a pod.

You got me

And I got you.

The perfect partners in crime…

We fell in love

And we loved hard

Till one couldn’t love the other anymore…

Consumed by life and it’s different flavours 

We grew apart 

Became total strangers 

We both thought we found love in different places 

Yet something always pulled us back.

Just not to each other.

So we shied away from love 

We participated in the occasional hook ups….

But we didn’t hook up with each other

Spent meaningless time with meaningless people 

Trying to fill that void we knew no one else could.

All it took was one drunk night

One simple night spent with a “supposed” meaningless person led to

A morning that was ment to be filled with guilt and regret

Turned into a moment of jubilee 

A moment where true love finally conquered…

Finally reunited!

Till it hit us both

“How many times have you done this?”

“Are you with someone? ”

“Why didn’t you call?”

“Did you even miss me?”

Overwhelmed with guilt and wondering should we try again .

Somehow we just knew that we it just wouldn’t work out….

But we went for it

The odds were against us

And the evens were for us 

Destined for tragedy we took the wide open road to dooms ville 

Fooled each other and called ourselves rebels

We Were rebels that walked happily into a trap called heartbreak .

You found me and I was still urging to taste the variety flavours… 

You saw a future and I saw convenience

You wanted love and I just couldn’t give it anymore…

You walked away and I pretended it didn’t phase me

Yea we were rebels alright 

So much for a happily ever after 

For me that is

As I watch the one I love, fall in love with someone else…

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Its still there….

That thing…

That thing man…
You know this thing.
That thing that grown folks say it no longer exists.
That if you find it, hold on to it with both hands coz there won’t be any other.
That thing that we young folk say is over rated  and yet we use and abuse it to get what we want, who we want,  when we want it.
Funny enough this thing…
This thing has a mind of it’s own.
You can’t control it
You can’t see it
You can’t say no to it.
But then again  that thing doesn’t take no for an answer
The more you resist is the more you give this thing power.
It’s has a way of making the strong and mighty weak.
The worst and I mean the worst of the worst are even affected by this thing.
This thing….
This thing called love…
L.O.V.E
Four simple letters
One power word
Only needs two souls to create it.
Two blind souls who at first kiss knew that it was there.
Who tried to sabotage it.
Run away  from it.
Fight it.
Bribe it.
But it just grew stronger.
Like I said this thing has a mind of it’s own….
It can’t be controlled.
This thing literally  bind these souls to each other.
Forever connected to find their way back to each other…
All because they got caught by this thing.
This thing called love…