Letter To Eve

It is me, it is another 14^th February and this is the 6^th year in a row that I have come to sit on the fence of the waiting room awaiting your arrival. The night is spiced up love dripping from the arrow of Cupid and all people walking down this street are in pairs except me because you are yet to come home. Eve, it is another 14^th but, I’m all alone, in my hands is the Val’s day gift I got for you in case you come this year, my touch of red is classy in its own way. Eve, after Jezebel left my heart on the stretcher of brokenness, I realized I can’t be Ahab without first being Adam, nanso m’atw3n aky3 s3 wo b3 ba na m’aka s3 ”you’re the bone of my bone…” but, it seems some of us are not cut for this relationship thing oo. Sometimes too, I am too afraid of ties so I rip apart and dissect meanings till love offered on the table of selflessness walks past her expiry date, but I want to start all over again.

Eve, I know that I am building an edifice on piles of dead dreams and hopes left on the tenterhook of a tired wind with an identity clutched from the throat of a sacred bird. But, Eve, my proclivity to wait outside of the waiting area for you is based on an intrepid hope, that you’ll make a grand entrance one day and the inflections of my body language will be that submerged and baptized in a joyous celebration (the whole wiase will hear of us). Eve, I’m not here looking for a band aid solution to exorcise the demons infesting the empty side of my bed, I mean to tell you that you’re the one I see whenever I pay homage to my mirror, you complete me. And I want to be there for you mad days, bad times, crazy moments and good days, I want to be the one you love.

Without you, I am a dream of no vision, a garden of no flowers and a gymnasium of no skip ropes and treadmills, I am empty and shame creeps on the corridors of skin any time I hear the word “love”. They say “having a place to go is home, having someone to love is family and having both is a blessing” but, tonight I have nowhere to be or someone to love because you’re not here. By the way, in case you’re coming remember that I have opened the doors to my heart, your is to walk through it and don’t forget to get me a Golden Tree Chocolate, and if you’re not coming I just wanna let you know that I’m still here in this cold weather waiting for you, because there is no place on this planet I’ll go without you. In the end, if I am too motivated kindly lemme know so that I sleep early.

Adam.