It’s a love game
Love and I always had this game we played
Quiet, logical but mostly silent
Love always moved her pawns first
That is to say she always knew my game
You see love was very technical
She never knew my moves but she was magnet
And anywhere she went she knew I would follow
So I would move my pawn as well,
Because love always has a slow tempo
Love and I would always sit opposite our favorite game
To see who’s mind was more of a green house
To see whose smiles would crack down walls of Jericho
Love would always beat me to my next pulse
She would always staple my mouth on the days
When my words falters its way to betrayal
I played against love but she was my queen
And she would always guard me like I was her king
When we played this game,
It was to find out whose rook was hooked to this feeling
You know, to see whose bishop would preach on Sundays
Yesterday, I woke up and there was nobody opposite me,
Our favorite game was filled with dust
Love forced me to checkmate her
Her blueprints are now vague in the clouds of my mind
Its twelve years now and love hasn’t called my phone,
She is bleaching her smiles out of my memories
I can no longer trace her music in my heartbeat
Love was the mother I lost when I was just six years old.
Photo by Jasmine Waheed on Unsplash
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Author: Victor Adeyemo
Victor Adeyemo is a Leadership and high performance coach, an Event decorator and MC. He is the team leader of Leaders Digest
