Dear Ayoola,
My infatuation with you did not impress.
Dear Jubril,
You were my first love.
You chew me up and refuse to spit me out.
Dear Daye,
I am sorry.
Dear Lami,
You should be sorry.
Black and purple did not suit my skin.
Dear Mayowa,
We tried too hard.
We lived in too many shadows.
Dear Olisa,
I cannot get you out of my bones.
You squat beneath my ribcage.
Dear Gbolahan,
You gave me disillusion with meaningful words.
I tried to love you.
Dear James,
You are breathtaking and the everything of everything.
And I do not know how to be enough.
Dear Hamid,
Why did we do it?
Dear Izien,
I would have broken your skull when I had the chance.
Dear Ayoola,
Your indelible imprint colours everything I do.
Dear Joshua,
You are my what’s next.
Dear Deji,
You stroked my hand and my hair to wake me.
You are afraid of me.
Dear Jubril,
I still remember every word.
Every touch.
Dear Seyi,
In my head we had infinity.
Dear Desmond,
You hurt me deep, mistook my niceness,
My malleability, for weakness.
You will never be forgiven.
Dear Jubril,
I still remember.
By @theozioma
Kushaleptic 
