This poem has to be one of the most wonderful things I’ve read this year. Titilope sees through me. I hope it melts your heart as much as it did mine.

Source: BellaNaija.

“It’s not you, It’s me”

“I just need some time alone to figure things out.”

“I feel like I’m holding you back.”

“you’re too good for me”

“I’m not the man you need me to be right now.”


“My mother said…”

“My pastor said…”

“My spirit said…”


“I think I love you too much”

“I just don’t love you anymore”

“I love you…like a friend”

“I’m still in love with her”


“She’s pregnant”

“you’re pregnant?”

“I’m just not ready for this kind of commitment”

“I’m getting married”


“I’m moving away”

“This long distance thing…It’s just too difficult”

“If it’s meant to be, we will find our way back to each other”

“maybe it’s not meant to be”


“you ruined us”

“I hate you”

“I hate the person I become when I’m with you”

“I’m tired”

“It’s over”


Years from now

you will remember these words

in this moment

how your heart lurched from your chest

the tears that tumbled down your face

you might cringe at how

you tried to bargain with him

with her

with yourself

with God

you will remember this girl

raw and open

her whole word spinning

off its axis

I promise

you will laugh for her

you will cry for her

you will dance for her

you will bless the woman you became

because of her

you will give thanks

for the last words

thrown like bricks

how they became the dark dead end

that actually saved your life.

Titilope Sonuga and I. December, 2016. Intel, I am Powerful Hangout.