how many times did I feel asleep happily,
imagining you were laying next to me?
God knows..
God knows how much I loved you,
how much you meant to me,
I thought you knew it too, I was wrong totally.
you had been my sun,
you were in every breath I took,
in every good memory, when I'm alone.
I was the one who shared your pain when you were ill.
I was the one who watched you sleeping for hours when you were sick,
I was the one who paid your bills when you didn't know what to do
I was the one who gave you money when you never had ,
I was the one who heated you in that cold night,
and I was the one who gave you all I got.
Then why are you doing this to me?
Why are you writing ill stuffs about me?
People asking me why I left when you needed me
This poem is to tell people the truth.
You chased me out of your house before you knew you were pregnant.
You remember what you told me?
Let me remind you then
"Get a younger chic"*
"I tried but I don't see a future"
"It is like tulikuwa tunachezeana"
Remember now?
Those words hurt more than a sharp sword.
I am laughing when I see in your poems saying
"you ran to tell the king"
"your boyfriend left in my worse moment"
You ended us
You think all this can be solved by talking?
You think because you are pregnant,all this can be solved?
Funny thing is, you said
"has he forgotten all about me?"
You even mentioned the lady I am dating.
It was easy for me to fall for another.
You let this happen
I love her because she is way better than I expected.
She sheltered me,when you threw me out
This is my last poem to you.
Continue writing ill/lies about me.
My hope is we never cross paths.
©uncle_sam
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