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In One Night

As I laid next to you pretending to be asleep

I listened to your heartbeats; they told me you were awake

Something was on your mind, that much I could tell

You would tap me I knew…all I had to do was count to three

Tap, tap… you did. That was fast – faster than I thought

Coiling and twisting, I feigned unwillingness to wake

Tap, tap… more determined you tapped even harder

I turned to you and saw your face masked in pain

I knew it, I knew it… a triumphant cry in my head

If only I really knew, what I thought I knew

You were sadder than ever, I had never seen you like this

Finally you spoke, after numerous failed attempts

And from your voice I could tell it took all of your strength

“Am in love with another”, those five words pierced my heart

Stunned to silence…I didn’t see this coming

“Who is she?” I whispered, barely audible through my pain

I wondered how her face was carved differently from mine

or how her body was moulded in the loveliest of ways

Perhaps her kiss dripped of honey, sucking you into her comb

“It’s a HE” you replied… that night, my world came crashing.

Comments

Mobolaji said…
He ke?
Tiwa gbayi!!! Nice twist there.
April 12, 2012 at 3:44 PM
Seun Akande said…
Hmmm... seen stories like this (body of evidence, trapped in the closet etc) where people get surprised cos a HE comes at the ending. Yours was 'novelish'.

Nice twist Tiwaloluwa, didn't get to know this part of you.
April 12, 2012 at 3:47 PM
Lanre said…
Madam put a book together ABEG
April 13, 2012 at 11:08 AM
Tiwa Alagbe said…
hehehehe...

thank u bolaji, glad u enjoyed it.
April 16, 2012 at 2:16 PM
Tiwa Alagbe said…
Seun dear, now u know this part.

Thanks for dropping by!
April 16, 2012 at 2:22 PM
Tiwa Alagbe said…
hehehehehe

Yes Boss...buh pray for ur girl.
April 17, 2012 at 8:42 AM
Josh said…
I laffed...I really laffed.

Nice!
April 25, 2012 at 10:11 AM
Tiwa Alagbe said…
hehehehehe....

Glad I could make you laugh...and please don't stop!
April 27, 2012 at 3:29 PM
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