A FEW...TRUE FRIENDS | Wuraola Oloruntoba
i waited all day for the reply of my text yet still sending and having no rest just the thoughts about how the day might have worn you and I out and just how i can blow of the tire, i don't know how tossing back and forth on my bed as memoirs of us flow to my head; i remembered the times we fought so hard and times we laughed so hard those days we stood in the gap for ourselves and days we wished we had the world to ourselves time might have taken its toll and distance played its role doesn't make my heart stop its glow and its beat follow the flow and yes again, its another day i'm writing till that day when life will blow you back my way and then my hips i'd sway Because of the joy it'd brought to-day.