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Writer. @ University of Abuja
Pour Toujours / Forever
<p>Maybe I loved too little.</p><p>Maybe I loved more than I was supposed to.</p><p>But does love really have a limit?</p><p>Does it?</p><p>I ask myself that now. In the quiet.</p><p>What is love?</p><p>I thought I knew. I saw it once.</p><p>Not in a movie, not in a book.</p><p>On the water.</p><p><br/></p><p><br/></p><p>The story of the swans.</p><p>That... that was true love.</p><p>They met.</p><p>And he was all she could think about.</p><p>She was his comfort, his pain... his obsession.</p><p>His life.</p><p>They were... le pain quotidien. The daily bread.</p><p>The reason to wake up.</p><p>The reason to breathe.</p><p>Oh, love...</p><p><br/></p><p><img alt="" src="/media/inline_insight_image/IMG_3373.webp"/><br/></p><p><br/></p><p><br/></p><p>They danced in the water.</p><p>And for a moment, everything else just... disappeared.</p><p>They went everywhere together.</p><p>Felt each other's pain. A broken feather on one was a wound on the other.</p><p>C'est la vie, they say. This is life.</p><p>And they made life.</p><p>Three beautiful swans.</p><p>A family. A perfect, fragile thing.</p><p>And you think, this is it. This is forever.</p><p>You think the dance never has to end.</p><p>Because he was all she could think about.</p><p>And she was his comfort, his pain... his obsession.</p><p>His life.</p><p>They were the daily bread. The reason.</p><p>Le seul et unique. The one and only.</p><p>Oh, love...</p><p>They danced in the water.</p><p>And for a moment, nothing else mattered.</p><p><br/></p><p><br/></p><p><img alt="" src="/media/inline_insight_image/IMG_3374.webp"/><br/></p><p><br/></p><p>Then she passed away.</p><p>Just like that.</p><p>The music stops.</p><p>The water goes still and cold.</p><p>And he is left.</p><p>A solitary figure in white. A ghost of a memory.</p><p><br/></p><p><br/></p><p><br/></p><p><img alt="" src="/media/inline_insight_image/IMG_3375.webp"/><br/></p><p><br/></p><p><br/></p><p> He carries her inside him now.</p><p> She left him words, hidden in the reeds, in the faces of their children, in the silence where her song used to be.</p><p>He picks them up when he's alone.</p><p>He embraces the memory.</p><p>Embrasse-moi quand tu voudras..</p><p><br/></p><p>So what is love?</p><p>It's the swan who will never love again.</p><p>It's the dance that plays in his head on a loop.</p><p>It's the forever that was promised, and in a way, the forever that he keeps.</p><p>Alone.</p><p>On the water.</p><p>Pour toujours. Forever.</p><p><br/></p><p><br/></p><p><br/></p>
Pour Toujours / Forever
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