We live in an age where we rely on social media to tell us how people are doing. Let’s be honest; we have all sat down with friends and spent the majority of the time on our phones posing for photographs, finding the perfect caption and posting. After that, we monitor how many “likes” the photograph has received, WHO liked it and how quickly they didn’t like it and more often than not, who DIDN’T like it.
Tag: love
The Little Things…
I appreciate the little things, The little things, That turned into big things. The little joke, That turned into years of laughter, The little smile, That never left thereafter. The little hug, That turned into a warm embrace, The little “hi”, That turned in to conversation for days. The little look, That turned into an…
I haven’t cried for you…
I haven’t cried for you, I haven’t shed a single salty tear. I haven’t spent nights curled up on the floor, With my own whimpers piercing through my ears. I haven’t cried for you, Not for a moment, not a single day. But not because my heart didn’t break Not because I didn’t care, Not…
Breathe
And maybe,
When all the damage done by all the years spent living in the moments in which we live starts to subside;
To return to the ability to trust as delicately as with the innocence of a child,
Maybe then we’ll scream… love!
Maybe Tomorrow
So… if words would suffice,
I’d write you a letter,
A maybe a sonnet or two.
Ndapewoshali Writes 