Love forced me to checkmate her

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

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