Love Story

I still remember my youthful memories,
There’s this story I only want to tell once in my life,
Not again and again
I have always wanted my relationship to turn into a blessing
not a lesson,
That wasn’t the case in my university days,
I learnt many lessons which I don’t want to talk about,

I want to talk about this woman
I used to see in my mirror,
I’d rather argue with her than
be with someone else,
She used to listen to hip hop songs
heaping hope in me,
Whenever she had high scream
I would give her ice cream,
Her priorities spoke a lot about her
I knew I didn’t need new love,
She’s my wife.

Love, thank you for being my guide
The world is a frustrating place without a compass,
Whenever you are I want you to know that,
When I got nothing to talk about
I usually speak about you,
You’re my inspiration.