I Lied

I Lied

I lied

I love deep convos. I don't like nonchalance. I love love.

I love laughing hard. I love people who are kind for no reason. I love pure consideration.

I love empathy.

I love people who care about the little things and remember them always...

I have a soft heart, I'm not a strong person, and I make mistakes too.

I hurt and I get hurt too, but I foolishly trust and love all over again without fear.

I feel lonely too sometimes, and I miss people too when the night gets quiet.

I'm not fighting it, I never did, I just hid it or pretended it wasn't there, buh I don't want to continue to live in regret.

I don't need much, I never did. All I ever truly wanted was to be seen, heard, and understood. Like the Nigerian puts it; "life no hard", we just make it hard for ourselves.

They say if wishes were horses, beggars would ride on them.

I guess things don't always go your way, do they?

The Maybes, the ifs, the silent memories are all I have now.

Buh I'll hold on to them and hope for the best while becoming my best self. But know this truth today: I won't be where you met me last.