By Nyandano Tshikororo
One minute I’m looking at him, and the next I’m lost in the dark morning cloud leading to doubts and blames to self. Oh snap! how did I get here. Why do I always feel like I’m not good enough? Good enough for myself, good enough for everything, good enough for everyone.
I patiently waited for what I thought I imagined, quietly so peaceful but it eats me through a thought of believe and hope.
Until a goddess goes down on her knees let love find her, let her fall deeply in the moment. You’ll see her weak point. “Hi I’ve been trying to call you but you aren’t picking my calls, *Sigh* anyway I just called to say hi”. Know that alot is on her mind, it’s not just the the “Hi” she always say on those voice messages when she couldn’t reach thee.
Leave her. Let her heal and be the goddess she was before you.
Don’t call her and tell her you misses her, don’t call her and tell her all you’ve been through and went through together, it weakens her. Let her be the goddess she is without you.
Pick your poison and suffer on your own.
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