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Letter To Moremi

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*Letter To Moremi*

I first saw you in a club in Lekki.
All I just wanted to do was press my body against yours with our clothes watching from the floor
And when it happened,I became an oliver that wants to twist fate
Your moans left trails in my head that became my path to an erotic odyssey when am all alone .

I have never meant it when I said I love you to my wife,
But saying anything short of that to you leaves me with tireless moments of torture.
I know it sounds funny when I asked you to marry me and you smiled, those smiles that are heavy enough to make a man walk down to hell to caution the devil for you just for fun,
But I meant every word of it cos I have divorced my wife in my head because she never had my heart.

People might call me stupid for choosing this path but it's better than staying in a union where my heart constantly lies to itself, whipping it to believe the lies as the truth.

I know I've been selfish to leave my wife and daughter to follow you like houseflies following a banana peel,

Even when I realized you're bisexual. It still amazes me how we lived as a couple for three years, so happy and complete with ourselves without worrying about your barrenness which you honestly told me was because of your incessant abortions.

I loved everything about you, the way my name smiles out of your mouth, the way you lick the hairs on my chest, the way you twerk on me and leave me breathless, the way your hands perfectly wraps in mine and the way your burnt meals taste on my lips.

My friends called it Yoruba demon but I now know this feeling that made God become mortal and die shamefully because it burns in my vein.

All I ever wanted was to hold you and watch you closely till our grey hairs popped out and our face fold up to aging, but you're still young with your eyes closed and a smile on your face, lying lifeless in my arms...Dead!

You left me with hatred for my existence. You left me with depression, you left with my heart  cos I don't always move about with the keys since I met you and I can't even think of loving another.

I want you to know that I'm still at the beach, the way I was on the 25th day of August waiting for your arrival to celebrate your birthday. It was just the two of us that celebrated it and it was on that same day three years back that I met you, it was that same day I found myself in you.

Moremi.... You really fucked up. Of all persons, you chose Leukemia over me. I'm saddened. Life will never be the same because I'm joining you soon, we'll meet inside the beach.

                                      Yours faithfully,
                                      Ololufe Moremi

©Achi Gp Nuel.

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