11/30: Truth Is...

You were never truly mine

I miss the idea of having my husband

I miss believing that you were all mine

I miss having someone to call my own

I miss saying your name

I miss your hands

I miss you trying to fix stuff but end up breaking it

I miss cooking for you

I miss walking in the bathroom while you were in the shower

I miss your smell

I miss your stupid jokes

I miss your eyes

I miss you coming to visit me at work

I miss Our disagreements

I miss when you were nice

I miss hearing I love you

I miss hugging you

I miss kissing you

I miss holding you

I miss being held

I miss loving you

I miss being a wife

I miss being your wife

I miss my family

You were supposed to be my forever

And I your final destination

But I guess your belt didn’t have enough wholes…

How was I not enough?

How was I not enough?

How was I not enough?

I gave you every bit of me

How was I not enough?

How was I not enough?

How was I not enough?

I gave you life

How was I not enough?

How was I not enough?

How was I not enough?

I loved you through your hatefulness.

I could have never been enough

Because you would always find something to be mad about

And would do or say anything to me to make me feel worse than you

So vindictive…

If my kisses could heal

I would crawl into your chest and kiss everything

You thought I would hate

Then reality bitch slapped me hard

So I look at u now as that time I confused a lesson for a soulmate

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Blessing Ehigie, 31, a single Christian Nigerian American single mother of 2 beautiful reasons why I can't stop and won't stop my hustle. I am passionate about my job. Besides the Lord, music is my one true love. I am a self proclaimed music snob and lyrics junkie. I can be a bit of a character. Also I am confidently divorced.


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