Expressing the inexpressible with Mimi

  Dear Friend, There was ‘this feeling’ that he would text but I didn’t know when. Every day I would check to see if he has dropped a message, but there was none. So, I reduced to tears—it seems to be the only thing left in life that I’m good at.  Crying and crying and crying .  Sorting through the mess of my tangled feelings and doubts, my only option was to regress. I logged out of everything, I didn’t attend to pending messages, I ignored social media, I stayed in bed all day feeling sorry for myself because I couldn’t bring myself to the realization that my relationship is broken. I was physically and emotionally drained.                    You will never be able to find yourself                                If you are lost in someone The whole reason I broke up with him was so I wouldn’t be that girl crying over her boyfriend, and now th...

“If we were a love story The poet would inscribe words in a paper He'd comb the forest searching for the best metaphors To tell you that Love is You  Oxymorons would place Friends and Enemies on a sentence and still make Sense Begging Paradoxes to write you a letter telling you  That truly you were my better half We'd implore the Device of Flashback To remind you that at some point in my life I felt like I was created to never meet the right person But though I kept searching And then one day I met you here On the pages of a book It was supposed to bring my story Doom But instead it felt real... For a moment I thought I wasn't a mere Character in a love story But a lover in reality And maybe I'm discharging my roles as a persona by loving you But someone out there wrote this Someone is the Author of this. Literary works of art told me that the fact something isn't real doesn't mean it doesn't exist I may be just a poetic persona But Ehiz Wrote this... He lov...