I still find myself being too drunk on love – the one thing that is never enough, that there is never enough of.
And I do not want to lose myself, to the many hells that we call vulnerability, but somehow, on some level, I know that it is not meant to be – I know that it could never just be you, and me.
We are so young, so rebellious… We have the entire world ahead of us;
Inconsistencies, at our disposal.
Love, good love – I did not want to fall in love when I met you; I wish that you would not have come too soon, for my heart; it is so harsh,
It is so greedy, so needy, and now that I have clutched you in my seems, I should want to make dreams of you… But you leave, because you have an entire world outside of us – and you will never be for us… The God Lord, he prophesied his belief in the holy trinity, man, wife, and child – nowhere in there, did he speak of infidelity…
We are scorned, before our love is even born. – Cindy Anneh-bu
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