There is a place I want to show you

SEUN CALEB 🧞‍♂️
3 min readJun 23, 2024

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There is no virtue in putting up a strong front. I’ve been in love with you from the moment I heard your voice, before I saw your face I imagined walking down the aisle while the organ played Satisfied or Love Has No Limit. I don’t mind either. I want to spend the rest of my life helping you zip your dress before and after a work event or a party where you spend the entire night talking to guests because you tend to make sure everyone is comfortable before you are at rest. “Hiii”, you would say with your voice pitched to perfection, like David’s Herp bringing peace to troubled souls. I want you.

We’ve been here before, but can we have a do-over? I want to get to know you again, I want to learn how to say your name again, to understand what makes you smile, to call you silly nicknames we can’t say around your friends lest they think a doctor’s visit is due. I want to hear you sing. I haven’t heard you sing in what feels like forever. There is a place I want to show you; there are memories I want to create with you. Only you.

I desire to have you sit by my side while I hold your hands and kiss them a million times. If something lies in the corner of a room and you walk past it, ignore it, it doesn’t make it not there, right? I’m tired of pretending these poems or should I call them letters or confessions? I can’t pretend they’re not about you any more than I can deny I find myself thinking of you today like I did yesterday, and I’m sure I will tomorrow. You are here in my heart; you occupy the plot of my dreams. I love you.

I know you want to run into my arms. I can see in your eyes, you want to be the reason for my smile. You love it when I laugh; it makes your stomach do that little dance you do when you pick a stick of fried yam. But you also say we are not meant to be. This distance between us is ripping my spirit apart. If this is what is left of us then I want something more. If this is how our stars twinkle out of existence, I want to give this another shot. This is in our hands, only we can write our story. It’s not a lie.

I’ve put down my pride. I’ve told myself the truth. I’ve waited to make sure this is true. If my heart breaks this time, let it be that I did not hold back. If my eyes will spend nights mourning your memories, let it be that I left no words unsaid. I know no one has made you cry as I did, but I tell you, if anyone born of flesh loves you, I love you an infinity more. Add an extra day. Let’s start anew. Brick by brick let’s fall in love again. The truth is I’m on the floor; can you join me, please?

Once again, take a piece of my heart. Make it all your own.

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SEUN CALEB 🧞‍♂️
SEUN CALEB 🧞‍♂️

Written by SEUN CALEB 🧞‍♂️

These words are meant to be felt Instagram/X: @seuncaleb 💌💌:calebibejigba@gmail.com

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