TEARLESS HEARTBREAK

 It's a game I'm getting used to, listening to the Nairobi song by Nviiri ft Bensoul and hearing every line making sense is getting fun. Living in a cold world, a fragile heart is cowardice or boring or maybe a lost soul trying find someone who's busy trying pleasing anyone. We fall in love with the wrong people at the right time and it haunts us for a long time or shapes our next relationship or our whole life. I've watched people grow from angels to dreaded suckers of happiness and love. Not something they choose. All was love but revolution had to change how they viewed giving your all in the name of love. They are trying really hard to run away from! But that's what they are, despite the fact that we all need love, we don't need heartbreaks. But at least you shaped us and it's never love anymore, keep me till whenever or be smart with me before another one is. It sucks how we put too much pressure on our loved ones in the name of attention and love.

 Most of us have fallen in the hands of rejection and  depression and eventually you are perfectly designed to cope negatively about anyone or anything that love brings. This is done unwillingly in a willingly manner by your partner. It's called character development, that's the streets language.  

We lost love and no one is ready to give, everyone tried and it failed the first, maybe the second time too and we can't give our all anymore till whenever too. Nowadays you can't be certain of who is next to your lover, and maybe this time you won't ask her just to keep things at ease cause it's never love anymore. 

We lost the pride our parents had about their spouses. We lost love too,we lost happiness and everything the world provided. Curiosity killed everything you cry for. We're are all dating someone we took from someone, our lovers came in our lives and now have to fight the hoes they meet or they get comfortable. We can't find love until we're ready to get it.

I held her on my arms, every stare giving me a reason to appreciate her being in my life. I watched her breathe in and out, the already asleep beauty. She shinned all through from the bed to my heart, each minute feeding my ego of the blessings I have in my hands. She slept comfortably, next to her lover. Gripping hard against me and me clinging by her and covering her with all necessary part of my skin gave her confidence and ease in where she was. I couldn't resist looking at her. Her tender smooth skin with a glowing almost light skin tone, colored with smiley eyebrows facing downwards and perfectly edged and placed on top of her eyes. They were closed, already forgetting all the torments, being taken advantage of and sorrows that time brought. But life is a story and I happened to be in her book or her in mine. Her pinky lips made me almost bite and have the most of them. But as I drowned deep into the sleep, fears and insecurities kept haunting and draining me off. I wish I could be proud of who was next to me. The trust we never gave us was costing us. I wasn't her all and we knew it.

Say I want happiness but seems like I'm scared of that. She say she in love with me but I ain't really hearing that.

 At least love yours.🌹