It's hard to forget that day, we talked on phone,
I still doubt you are forever gone,
Never again, to taste your food,
And to share your jokes which brightened our mood.

You were there for me,
when the world was always mean,
Quickly, you would come in with advice,
When i was in for malice.

Caring, loving and encouraging you were,
Ever happy seeing me go for more,
Your heart was so mild,
And slowly, i was becoming your child.
Victor Rotich.

Always went to bed thinking about you,
my dearest and lovely you,
my love was deep, and true,
our glamour and romance
shed my gloom,
never knew it was full of doom.

After all those years,
of waiting, pain and tears,
I finally had you with cheers.
I blustered to rival peers,
as i embraced my answered prayers.

The whole world was becoming mine,
all we did was dine and wine.
Everything was kicking fine,
till that day, when all hell broke loose,
you turned me into a goose.

I wake up different, everything head-on,
distraught, my miseries becoming legion.
Your fake cuddles, smiles all left me in the desert,
the love in your face was never to the heart,
mistress, not at all were you down to earth!

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Victor Rotich.