When I first saw her, I felt stupid
This was a sign
Her eyes, skin complexion and killer smile,
She had it all, all that I ever dreamt of
I gathered all the knowledge I had trying to suppress my awkwardness
Then approached, trying to look composed,
She held out her hand, I knew I was winning…
All that time she played along
Played games with my feelings,
Playing games with what I genuinely offered
I thought she was sent from above then
I was wrong all that time,
Not able to read between those killer looks,
Was my first grand mistake
Transition set in when she saw the truth,
I was doomed,
I was afraid, I was in love.
Love scared me then,
It felt like I had spent every ounce of energy in my body,
Only to see it go to waste, I had chosen wrong
And I felt cheated.
Cheated by love, and identifying wrongly.
By Nyaemo Moses