You and Your Foreigner
It was something about you.
I never found you perfect
You wasn’t the best,
yet you weren’t like the rest.
For some time, you showed me what a family looked like.
Nice house, 3 kids, and a fiance.
Everything was alright.
2010.
What happened to the lady that I loved and cherished?
Everything you had just perished.
It was because he had “Middle Child Syndrome” that he ran away.
You owed him a lot of attention that you never had the time to pay.
He just wanted to be loved by you
but you were too
caught up into yourself that he didn’t exist.
But not just he
we.
The family we once had was crumbling down
One person at a time
When he went to jail for the 3rd time
you were non existent because he wasn’t good enough.
To us… the new guy was an intruder
Who is he?
Where’d you meet him?
Oh! you’re married already?
Why is this a surprise?
So many answerless questions
Now something’s wrong with this picture
because all he wanted to do what take care of you.
No, no buddy.
We’re a package, you have to take care of us too.
2012.
Now it’s just me, you, and your foreigner
But in your eyes, I was the newcomer.
You would ask him if he’s hungry before you asked me
when I was really the one starving
because you stopped cooking your favorite dinners.
You would leave me alone every sunday to go out with him.
You use to offer for me to go with
but I was, to be honest,
tired of the awkwardness.
2013.
“I’m pregnant”
This is great. I’ll finally have someone to keep me company
To keep me from being in this penitentiary
I felt like this lasted for centuries.
It’s a girl. Her name is Olawukemi.
She was beautiful from her head to her toes.
Her little dresses always matched her bows.
2014
“Kemi passed away”
I jumped around crying
But no one felt the hurt that I was feeling.
There was no type of healing that can help this pain.
Everything just went down the drain.
Back to the way it was before
where we was in our room
with close doors.
Oddly, it wasn’t all bad.
We talked about a lot of different things.
I felt like we were closer.
I told you a secret that was suppose to stay between me and you
but come to find out my grandma knew too.
It wasn’t the fact that she knew
haha, because she knew before you.
It was the fact that you didn’t know she knew
and I thought that I can trust you.
But I was obviously wrong
Everything that we were starting to build up
was certainly gone.
2015
Now it’s just me, you, and your foreigner
But my your eyes, you are the newcomer.
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