The poem you are about to read was written by a lady named Tayo Oredein. She is based abroad , but has a Nigerian heritage. Her poem was inspired by heartbreak. Check it out below
In 2000, I fell in love for the first time and then I had my
heart crushed.
This series of poems began with my need to get past the
hurt, and to heal. As time went on, it spawned into a
literary project of sorts. As I chronicled the relationship
through poetry, I began to see that everything, even
heartache, happens for a reason.
HIS PhD IS IN
HYPOCRISY
…AND OTHER POEMS ABOUT
MY CRAPPY EX-BOYFRIEND
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In 2000, I fell in love for the first time and then I had my
heart crushed.
This series of poems began with my need to get past the
hurt, and to heal. As time went on, it spawned into a
literary project of sorts. As I chronicled the relationship
through poetry, I began to see that everything, even
heartache, happens for a reason.
Our Beginning
First Date October 2, ‘99
A nervous me ironed out my clothes-
Black jeans and a white shirt.
A nervous me pulled my hair back-
I’d wear it in a low bun.
A nervous me polished my nails-
No flaws allowed.
A nervous me painted my lips-
Bronzed, red kissed by the sun.
A nervous me peeked out the window
but no one was there yet.
So a nervous me chatted with my folks
as I waited for my date to arrive
A nervous me jumped up
when the bell finally rang
My date was at the front door
It was seven twenty-five
He was still as cute as ever
with his eyes blazing blue
He wore blue jeans, a green shirt
a funky hat, and a tan vest
I admired his appearance
His healthy beard nicely trimmed
He was nice, clean and neat
I liked the way he was dressed
A nervous me sat next to him
during dinner at Pizzeria Uno’s
I enjoyed our conversation and my food
for which, he wouldn’t let me pay
We went to shoot pool afterwards
where he proceeded to sing
“Back That Ass Up” by Juvenile
whenever I bent over to play
Our last stop before my house was the bay
out on the rocks, out in the water
Looking up, he named nearby stars
in an opportunity too good to miss,
when he looked back down
a nervous, but now gutsy me
pulled him in for a deep kiss
The First Two Months November ‘99
In the first two months, there were four dates
Each time we went out
I had a lot of fun with him
but, soon I begin to have doubts
We were supposed to double date once
with my best friend and her man
He called to cancel at the last minute
but was surprised when I went through with my plan
That wasn’t the first time,
It sure as hell wasn’t the last
Often times he’d cancel after
our meeting time had passed
Phone calls from him were rare,
unless making plans for later that night
Usually we’d end up seeing a movie
maybe to grab a bite
A week or more would pass
without so much as a phone call
What the hell is up with this guy?
Doesn’t he like me at all?
I really thought he didn‘t
It sure as hell seemed that way
I hardly saw or heard from him;
At best every other Sunday
Is there another girl
that he is seeing?
Is there someone else
With whom he liked being?
With curiosity running the show
I had to know if I was the only one
So I asked if there were other girls
He told me there were none
In unrelated events, the next Friday
I was going to Boston to see
Some friends from college.
He said he’d accompany me
Then he said he wasn’t sure
He’d let me know soon
Finally, he told me he couldn’t go
That was Thursday afternoon
He said Ramadan was the reason
Saying one shouldn’t fast when he travels
So there was a conflict of interest
He didn’t want his religious fiber to unravel
Whatever! I’d go by myself
I had no problem with it
I was just sad because then I knew
there was no chance for a relationship
Two months had passed
since we had our first kiss
And look what happened
I had indisputably been dissed
My Trip to Boston December 10, ‘99
I wish he had come up
I just know we would have had fun
But I gotta face reality
Our time- It’s done
He hardly ever calls
and rarely tries to see me
There’s nothing that even says
he wants to be with me
So while I’m up here
I’m not going to think about it
I’m just going to chill with friends
Drink ‘til I forget
There are some cuties here
Some looking my way
Oh, but not Sean
No, that guy’s gay
To be continued...............................................
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