"You must be going nuts" Said one of my friends after a choice to open up was made.
"A man does not stoop too low for love, we were made in the bush for the bush remember...." he continued.
I bet he meant the month we had to endure some time back in the woods in the path to manhood. Here is the twist, a time came when all was rosy then this other season when all got messy. Am I to blame? Yes, for at some moment I felt the devil in me had woke up from its deep slumber, only that the awakening was too untimely.
True, I seemed so untrue to you, I concur, but, time was all I needed to make all paths straight for the queen for you deserve more than a highway that the sweeper in me needed make sparkling clean. I never thought of having her get onto thorns on her love life with this 'stone age love' as my folks choose to name my kind of loving. For me, it was more that what meets the eye, it was about making that bold step to forget that the world exist, be deaf to them friends and make her my world ..... second to God in matters priority.
So I did take my time unaware of the fact that lay naked before my ears some time back that to you I was wasting your time if not failing to meet standards that your heart had qualified me for . I have had to tolerate ladies since birth for a brother to me proved far fetched, I never learnt them though for I am quite sure I would never have graduated in that field. No wonder I got this retake that I am yet to have it done in the path to being crowned 'lover'. Still, I choose to celebrate you.............
Regardless, I wash my hands in this and make a declaration that I wont love for I already did, I will search not for I found you and ain't going further. This I say from deep within for in you I see a mother to our kids, a lady to have her share with in the joy of living. Its been a journey, a fact I resonate with but call it hope, I still hold on same way a drowning man clutches at a straw in that hour of need. But, desperation, that is to the extreme for its just a matter of the heart....... The thief in you stole it.... I don't want it back, just listen to my heart speak, listen to this heart bleed that its all about you as it's always been and will always be. Only absence can explain what your presence meant..... .... Still means and will always mean.
With love...
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