DISCLOSURE

It's the way his voice sounded and how words rolled off his lips. It's the way he mentioned my name when he was trying to make a point. It's the way that he smiled and how soft the curve was shaped. It's the way his mouth looked when he was about to laugh. It's the way he gazed at me and how his eyes pierced into mine. It's the way he stops mid-sentence and stares that makes me want to pee myself. It's the way his breath felt when he whispered in my ear. It's the way his body heat turned me on and that was not even meant to be a pun. It's the way his hands clasped around mine and made me feel warm. It's the way his arms engulfed me and I got lost in his world. It's the way he would hold me and own me like a trophy. It's the way he'd carry me around like I was his favorite prize. It's the way his lips would suck mine and make me lose all sense of control. It's the way he w...

Just like the date on the milk carton I don't even drink I think I can see the expiry date on this friendship. And it's even passed. Don't see eye to eye no more Don't even see you at all and  I ain't even complaining. I used to cry when you left text you something sweet and encouraging whenever you'd cross my mind. Now you're like at the bottom of my whatsapp messages. And I only noticed that coz I was sending you an invite to a party I was attending coz a part of me still cares still remembers still struggles to keep us together. I been stretching out the second chances or should I say infinite chances coz I can't even count the number of times we've collided. And we keep coming back  to this toxicity and foolishness just to get close enough to break and crush each other again. Once bitten twice shy. It's been too many times my heart and body is exhausted. We was fresh for a long whil...

Millebaci lipgloss Raybans stunners Gold chain, gold watch My fresh belly ring New Victoria secret underneath And that Fantasy perfume Everything, check. Ready to show up in style Rock his world How I always do, y'know? No? Maybe that's coz he didn't show. And my skin got tanned waiting for him in the sun. I think I even lost weight walking around tryna give him time Time he wasn't worthy of coz clearly, it's been four hours now. Why though? I mean, he could just cancel. It's just a phone call or even worse, a text. But silence, damn that's him making damn sure he's never seing me again. So I head back to where I'm from. Still rocking. still stunning. And the oglers around stare and think "Boy I'd love to be with her. The man in her life must be so lucky" Hmmm Funny how the man in my life don't seem to know that yet. This, was a poem written by a very angry Kenya...