Evolved

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I remember sitting in the waiting room of his office. She sent him some home cooking and I remembered that I was the one who once cooked for him. I carried his child , she felt like she was mine , she could have been… but my angel is in heaven watching over me.

I woke up in my lonely bed and rolled from side to side , celebrating my freedom… he was finally gone and now I could breathe again. I didn’t have to listen to the sound of him snoring or smell his stinky farts at night.

I looked at my finger and remembered the one who put a ring on it. He had put several rings on it and we were dancing the tango once more. In my dreams I call out to him. I can almost smell him like he was right next to me.

In love I have lost and won and lost and won again. I have peeled off many layers , pouring my soul into my canvas as I constantly evolve. Where will it take me …. when will I find my home … I am like a butterfly…. transitional….. evolving ….

Copyright Nina Fabunmi 2017 http://www.ninafabunmi.com

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