So we now half way,finally!!
And the shout out for this poem goes to Monica,she actually came up with the title so the poem is for her☺️
Love is like,sort of like,kinda like,you know what?,love is crap,
Atleast that's how I felt the day my heart fell on shuttered glass,splitting my heart open,I guess we can call that a Heart break, from that day I realized love was a language spoken by the brave so I carried my heart and tied it into a nutshell and my heart never spoke again,
It took long sleepless nights were I wished I could shutter hour glasses to fall asleep and an alarm clock waking me up every morning reminding me that I was still along,my phone become a ghost town with no notification or messages from him,I was wallowing in my own grief,but all that made me the person I am today,I came to the realization that love is a language best understood when you are speaking with someone from your own tribe,luckily I met Johnny who's smile spilled out all his good intentions,so I gave love a second chance,I unwrapped my heart and it spoke again but this time a different language we both understood,now my heart smiles more whenever he says te quiera.
By @john mukuwa
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