This is not a poem

I am not a poet.  I have no idea what this is. It’s not a poem. It’s a thing :). I‘ll call a thing a thing when we don’t know what it is. It’s inspired by personal experiences. 

When you don’t really know who you are yet and have all these things you have planned out for yourself. Like learn languages, travel, diet, do yoga, be awesome. Then that person comes along and your whole journey stops. You forget who you are, where you are, what your name is. (Like those people in the movies after they’ve been abducted by aliens…which is quite sad because they hardly ever have amnesia…they just don’t take time to absorb their surroundings. whenever you’re abducted by aliens just shut up and look around. you’ll figure out soon enough). 

This is a reminder to myself and anyone who understands.

He will leave you… 
Leave your smile 
Leave every bit of  “us” behind 

He will call another your name 
And look at her just the same 

He will leave the him you knew 
He will leave you wondering where he went 

He’ll evolve into someone better or worse 
He might miss you or leave the memories of you cursed 

When he does… 
You’ll be forced to stare at you again 

At your imperfections, your thoughts, your essence
Left with the you you hated 

After the clouds are taken away…you’ll be forced to look…at you

At the demon or angel you created 

At your self love or self hatred 

At places untravelled, things unlearnt, broken pieces…

He will leave you 

And you and you will be together again. 

Author: loladeniyi


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