apologies if I’m moving awkwardly
I’m still learning how to take a compliment
I’d usually compliment back, you know, cowardly
but she taught me to take in the moment

I wish we knew in that moment
that all we had was that moment
we should have lived in that moment
rather we wasted it on anxieties,
talking about being parents

look where we’re at now
Not even on talking terms.
But I see you seeing me
and our eyes are loud enough

“It’s not you it’s really me”
I guess you’ve heard enough.

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I didn’t customize her a notification
but I know whenever her message pops in
she always texts whenever she’s on my mind

…probably why she’s always texting

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Nocturnal

it’s 10:55 and I want to call her again
but I’m scared it’s my loneliness that’s starting to show
so I pick up my pen, again
write down these thoughts I’d outgrow on the morrow

do I really miss you or is it just quiet?
have you moved on and gotten over me yet?
is it to late? I don’t know yet
my heart’s longing but my brains working like;

“has the reason you left changed
or your self respect and standards dropped?”

my heads aching and the heartache feels fresh
but I thought about this, it was my decision,
I should stand by it.

oh how I miss your voice, your smile, your jokes
the dreams in your eyes and your disguise…
screw this, I let my intrusion win
I’ve left her a message, exposed my chin

oh, and it’s 11:19 now

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“go where you’re loved”
so she lives on insta, creates a finsta
and mastered them filters
love is love, even if it’s ‘reel love’

she goes live but she’s dying inside
queues in her dms, requests and obsessions
she has grown men chatting themselves
the attention keeps her at ease
till she remembers that in real life, no one’s replied

Being the middle child
between the “alphas” and “gen Zs”
I’ve seen enough to repeat;
“go where you’re loved”
what is doing you is doing everyone
they’re just enough filters to go round

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I’m fun but don’t want to play games

yeah, I’m an actor but that’s to entertain
I don’t want to act like I don’t want you to get you
I don’t want to act nonchalant when in fact,
I can’t breathe without You.

Too late, this generation got you too
Now the woke ones have fallen asleep

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“that’s a Lot”

I’m an Abraham,
Hope it makes sense now.

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I listen to the elders
so I’ve never had to learn the hard way

but with you?
you had them fooled too

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“On the menu tonight”

your eyes are crystal clear
they reflect the loneliness hidden in your smile
you’re present but aren’t here
and if we’re honest it’s been so for a while

I’m not here to save you, nah I’m not the guy
You won’t even let me, we both know why
you crave the one who broke you, and that’s alright
your body wants me for the night
but the heart has its own appetite

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FaceTime isn’t enough
this is me calling your bluff
come over with the same energy
you’ve acted tough…

now let’s see you play rough

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My Muse


I try to write but nothing’s coming
I thought to think of you and hope for something…

still, nothing.
you’ve seized to be my inspiration
the pros and cons of every decision

letting you go brought some liberation
but you took my pen with you
now I can’t catch nothing
not feelings, not signals not even a damn flu
and you don’t even have a damn clue

now I second guess when I hear
Obd it shall be well with you
how can I be without you?

my muse

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