Black Poetry : Diary of a Break - Up

Godfather

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Think this one is pretty self-explanotary so will just put it up here and hope that you guys appreciate it. Peace Godfather
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Diary of a break-up





Monday…,
She made me look at life through her eyes
She told me that I’d messed up her life
Nothing around her seemed to make sense
Anything she tried to do, she failed
And in one way or another I was connected to her failure
She said that despite not doing it on purpose
I was stopping her from going forward,
I was toying with her life’s compass,
I was a thorn in her side


Tuesday…,
She made me look at the future from her eyes
She told me that our love did not seem to be enough to keep us together
She said that she did not enjoy the present with me,
That she could not see her future with me
She questioned why we were together today,
Why I kissed her on March’s last Friday,
She even wondered if we should be together another day


Wednesday…,
She made me look at the present from her eyes
She told me that she did not understand herself
That earlier on in the day she wanted to take life’s next steps without me
That she had made up her mind, that her life would be better without me
She said that even though she felt, believed, and understood that we should not be together
Her heart would not let her leave me
And that’s why she was with me,
The only reason why she was with me


Thursday…,
I looked at love through her eyes
I saw what I had done to her life,
How by being with her, I’d hindered her evolvement into the real her,
I grasped that whilst busy loving me,
She forgot that she also needed to love herself
That in trying so hard to love me the best way she could
She’d neglected to love herself the way she should



Friday…,
I looked at the our life through her eyes
I realised how much I was making her unhappy
How I’d changed from her blessing to her curse
How she’d stopped loving the day she met me to hating everything connected to me
That’s when I understood that her life was a misery and would be better without me
That’s when I understood that even though she meant the world to me,
I meant the worse in the world to her
That even though she was meant for me, I was not meant for her


Saturday…,
I told her I loved her
I told her what she made me feel
How my life made sense since the day I saw her,
How much she meant to me, how happy she made me
I described to her how I felt every time she called me her baby, her man, her lover
I wanted us to live love, I wanted her to see love
I wanted her to enjoy all that she’d given me
I wanted her to enjoy life again.


Sunday Morning…,
I told her how sorry I was for being selfish
For wanting to keep her in a relationship where I knew she was unhappy
I explained to her that she could not stay with me just because she could not leave me,
That she could not stay with me because she did not have a reason to stay with me,
To love me
I told her that her life was depressing with me, that it would be better off without me
I made her understand that I would always be there and told her that I honestly did love her

Sunday Evening…,
She looked at beautiful as the first day I laid eyes on her,
Her fingers, her hands, her legs, her hair style
I remember exactly what she wore, how she smelt
I remember the look in her eyes when I gave her the red rose,
How I felt when she held me in her arms for the last time,
Her lips upon mine…….
I remember when she said ……..goodbye
…………..I remember walking out of her life



Today…,
I remember our break-up
 

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