Ouch....mehn....I was kissing love until I read this....
I toiled the soil day and night to make my Uju happy. For four years I made sure my Obianuju never lacked any good thing she desires.
That was true love....giving everything for someone.
Then this....oh my oh....
My sweet girl was getting married but not to me. In her words, “I was an uneducated man not worthy of her love” but I was worthy to sweat in tears to give her the best life could offer.
Betrayal at its peak.
Smiles....
I'd just say....Love is bitter-sweet. It's like a game of luck. You never know if you'd get lucky or not....But you just have to try.
Beautiful piece you've got here.
I'm learning poetry and you just gave me an insight.
Thanks for sharing Boss.
Betrayal that knows no length. Lol...
Love is truely a game of luck and grace.
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