As the clock strikes twelve o’clock, the crows and I glance at the calendar. It strikes me that I am here and he is yonder! It’s the 12th of September 2012, now am uber-keen, I remember … The day he proposed, nature later then saw me and Leonard married, you know with no baggage … Instead the future opposed, am now divorced, with no voice. He was a leopard! I made him exclusive, but he couldn’t ditch his player life and he made that conclusive without a hitch.
Thoughts of John, my long gone high school sweetheart still consume me. Years gone, my heart still old skul someone, please exhume me! Normally, I wish to bury the regret I carry, I wish to bring to life a debate in the jury to contest that 3 year-long marriage anomaly so I can set free … I should have stuck with John, he was a con yes, but stuck on me, a super dude he was, not like blue tuck but like super glue.
He would write me love letters, poems even better. It took me this long to realize that I was that wrong, but then I left him, that long ago. To summarize, I have no more regrets, so I took the test, I went to Old Trafford road, I could afford to strut my prada that cold October whilst having been under the radar for the last 10 October’s! House no. 74. Quick mathematics 7- 4 is the 3 years … Lost in semantics …
Nway I knock and a woman opens the door, she looks nice and feisty. I ask for John and she says, “Oh, my husband is out with the kids … I fell to the floor … HE GOT MARRIED!? I quickly get up, fix my dress, press. stop. rewind. erase. press. play. Say to myself, it’s all in my head … They said that still waters run deep, now I know even deep waters run dry …
Id love to see a film to this..the suspense and language mastery is impeccable.Props Anyiko!
nice…
deep,i wish my name waz John.I rily do :(. Bt am Shira.. I like ur blog lakini 🙂
it aint easy to read too compact
Good work. But alittle disjointed at the beginning. Its also interesting. Congrats.
ati u cnt c eni comment? Chek agen
Nyc story, a few tweaky lines but i digg! Reminds me of two wks ago when i was at the cyber and then a girl i used to like in primary [and she knew so took a lot of advantage] came and sat next to me. Dang! The butterflies. .couldn’t even think straight. Yeah, lets just say that day didnt end too well. . .
Oh and:
Welcome to Blogville!!! 🙂
my dear am loving the graphics ama is it the look of this blog?….what word should i use exactly?
@ Lotion wat kind of name is tht???
@ Maki i wud love so, c i wanna be a script writer in the near future 🙂
thanx gor, shira u can change ur name to john 🙂 just dont con me sawa??
Creativity plus on point execution of literature mixed wit slang… loving your innovative perspective.
highly talented is wat i can say, should have joined a talented kids school,wat was mummy thinkn??!!
eunice ur funny 🙂 THANK U
I enjoyed reading this. Like the rhyme and the story hekd my attention.
Wellcome to blogshpere! *raising a glass*
I enjoyed reading this. Like the rhyme and the story hekd my attention.
Welcome to blogshpere! *raising a glass*
Thanx MO 🙂 i really just plunged into the blogsphere bt am loving it!