I will arise and wipe my tears while I await daybreak, constantly reminding myself of how much of me you didn’t deserve.
I shall write on the tablet of my heart the good I’ve done for wrong people as I imagine how much good I’ll do for the right ones.
I shall love again, I shall not allow the mistake I made with you kill me of love.
I shall put our past behind me, like a soldier, tie the lace of my boot and March on. Open the door of my heart your bloody fingers shut, cover the pot holes you created, smile from the face you made frown. The garment of rancour your gifted hands sewed, I shall unwear.
Like a teenager, I shall fall in love again. You’re just one bad chapter that I’d skip reading a book.
On this same mountain with the love of my life, I shall tell this story of how you lost a rare gem while looking for Stones in the beach.
You didn’t break me. on the contrary, you moulded me into an enthusiastic lover, a freelance repository of affection, and a golden pot of experiences.
I shall wear the make-up of love to hide this heartbreak you cost me as i am now open to new loving.
I shall smile through the pain like nothing happened. I shall trust, give, hope and be optimistic the more.
You made me into a fine flower with origin from America, pouring my fragrance on all flesh and blessing the nostrils of whomever comes near, I shall perform.
I shall be art, I shall draw men from all walks of life with the encompassing beauty I shall present.
I shall grow through rocks, survive the harsh conditions of Sahara and come out beautifully, I shall blossom, spread my petals from Africa to Europe…. Oh! I shall arise, and I shall love again❤