HIM. - by Delight Anumba

‎I saw this boy and I was swept off my feet. ‎Just by staring into his deep chocolate eyes, With a glitter of black rings round about it.‎When he smiled I got flustered,‎When he laughed I wanted to listen to it ‎Over and over again.‎When he spoke, it sounded better than any Musical instrument or music notes ‎‎I felt it could work out,‎I knew he also felt the sparks and butterflies.‎He was a little possessive like a Lycan King.‎Yet his soft features could be deceiving.‎People said because of his religion we couldn't work.‎‎Others said he was too straightforward with them.‎He made not only me but others laugh.‎He was my imperfect perfection ‎I became badly obsessed ‎Addicted to him like I was on drugs‎‎Like most addiction, they all come to an end ‎Like every spark, it all began to quench‎Like every musical instruments, it became faulty.‎Like most musical notes played, it all went wrong.‎‎So I began to wonder, what key was off?‎I asked myself, where did I go wrong?‎He brought up other girls, like they were the current national issues.‎He mingled and Jingled with them like they were long lost friends.‎‎I suppose I was the biggest joke ever, cause I wanted him to be the one I would run to, when I got stressed out.‎I wanted him to hug me closely and tell me that I'll be ok.‎‎I wanted him to kiss my tears away ‎I wanted him to make jokes and make me laugh.‎I wanted this love not to be one sided.‎He was respectful to be but he never brought me up with his friends.‎‎I've been meaning to cry but why would I? ‎I've been wanting to scream but who would listen?‎I wanted him to complement me like he did to my friends.‎‎I got suspicious of them ‎But I let it all go.‎I tried to question him how he felt,‎But he's in denial.‎Denial that we couldn't work out. ‎Because he began listening ‎To what people said.‎‎So I did what I know best, I called it quit.‎You know why?‎Because I gave my heart to him ‎And he gave it back to me in pieces.‎Funny enough he didn't know that. ‎And I'm not about to tell him. ‎That was the reason I called it quit.‎‎He was meant to be my Mr imperfect Perfection.‎But ended up being the one ‎Who tainted my heart and never cared.‎‎He was meant to be ‎My real life Josh Cheng.‎But instead of, ‎Making me hate the player.‎I never got a good morning message, ‎Never got a goodnight text.‎‎I was just his only source to flying colors.‎I fell deeper into his lies. ‎Always gave me a choice ‎And and I being I, always chose ‎To walk in his dark deserted path.‎‎He was meant to be ‎My Luke Dawson and I his Miley.‎He was meant to be ‎My ACE and I his Sofia.‎He was meant to be ‎My Everest and I his Lia.‎‎But turns out he was my forbidden fruit ‎And just like Eve I got tempted ‎And took a bite.‎A bite that left a bitter taste in my buds.‎A bite that rose the bile up to my throat.‎‎My name never slipped out of his mouth when he was with his friends ‎But instead referred to me as ‎"that girl with the glasses" ‎I laughed it off like it was nothing.‎‎Forgets my name ‎But always remembered theirs.‎Made me look like a fool, ‎Because I had a meaningless fight ‎With a good friend of mine.‎‎Noticed that I was in his archived messages,‎Hardly responds to my echoes of love. ‎Too bad I can't get over this one ‎Cause I'm at fault. ‎I left myself open Forgetting my worth.‎‎Guess the unknown message of me being a Whore was true,‎Guess the rumors of me being easy to get Was right.‎LoL, I never showed any emotions but anger And some tears.‎‎But still what good will it bring, ‎I can't change Anyone.‎I can't let him or them define me.‎He was meant to be my rock ‎But ended up being a sinking boat.‎‎This love shall I remember ‎This story shall I tell‎But to them who wants to hear,‎Let them hear.‎‎You are your only source of Joy.‎Be the main character in your life and ‎Never give out your heart or take a bite ‎From that tempting fruit.‎Cause it'd give you a sour slap on your face And taint it with your beautiful tears ‎‎Thoughts Of Yahweh's Delight. 💚🤍💚‎‎

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