My PaperA Poem by OlumegbonThe paper pays more attention than any human.
I confided in the paper and found love in writing. I've been lazy all this long and now that hurts because I could have achieved a lot within these past years. In my lonely hours, I ran to my diary and told it things dat I even hid from my creator. Sometimes in life, we don't want someone who will talk to us but that person who will give us his attention by just listening and I realised that my paper was all I've got. My pen became my best friend and the paper my lover. There was this chemistry that only we knew of. Sometimes we had our misunderstanding and stayed apart for days but when we came back, it was bliss. It was a feeling that no man could predict or analyse. Now we're dating, hoping to get married and give birth to sayings that will inspire the generation to come and stick in the hearts of our future leaders. Sayings that when they remember, they will think of its root and remember the anonymous writer, who was tipsy in an empty classroom as he wrote this, thinking of the future and a way to impact it.
© 2015 OlumegbonAuthor's Note
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