Wasted Letters 2:
Wasted Nights

Wasted Letters 2: Wasted Nights

A Poem by Chinedu Ubah

I remember our past in every singe bit
Without you now, I don't know where I fit
Remembering our past, my present is blurred
Blurred to an extent, I doubt I could ever be cured
Thinking of the past makes me feel I wasted all my nights
With you of cause! Doing what I thought was right
I wasn't planning on falling in love the day wee met
I didn't even know what love meant
I didnt know love, until you walked through my door
Love was a stranger that once knocked on my door
But I didn't understand what it was about
When you entered my door, I understand it without a doubt
You loved someone (me) by night, whom your parents hated by day
I didn't want to listen to what they say
Sadly at that point I felt we may not last long
Still, I tried lying to myself that I was wrong
The only taste I will miss now: your lips
Its been long and I wish I could get another sip
You must have left me now, my begotten
But you will never be forgotten

© 2014 Chinedu Ubah


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Added on October 22, 2014
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Chinedu Ubah
Chinedu Ubah

Lagos, Nigeria



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