ITS TIME

By Josephat Msagha

I still remember the feeling of your lips

Holding onto mine

Our fingers intertwined

I miss our silliness when I put my arm around you

And you would take in the scent of my cologne

Saying ” god you smell good”

I miss how tasty your food was

Maybe its true that to reach a mans heart its through his stomach

You got me good girl

I miss your voice and that adorable smile of yours, so warm and welcoming

You know i get butterflies in my stomach

When you laughed at me for it was easy to make you laugh

Such a lovely, comfort and good listener you were

But that’s all in the past because you moved on

And I don’t mind because you were just scared to hurt me

Neither of us did anything wrong

while you moved on, I haven’t

I still hope that maybe one day you’ll come back

But i know that you wont

Maybe i should hold on to that dream, wish i could

For now i think its time to prepare myself for the next dweller