The Thief

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The Thief

Written by Darbie Onugha

I had a nightmare

That a thief sneaked in

While the rest of the world slept

And stole the meaning of love

It happened one night many years ago

What Love is

Written by @Yomiowope

Love Is.
Love is life in a bundle delivered by you to
someone with a burden; it is vulnerability
turned strength through trust. It is
founded on wisdom and has only one

Lots of Buts

Written by Tobe Osigwe @ikolondigbo.

I might not be the best of men

But I am definitely not among the ill lot

I may not be the Prince Charming

Valerie

Written by @Hardeyi

Valerie,

Why do you tarry? Have you grown weary of fighting for us? Have you succumbed to the pressure of time and space? Are you in doubt? Have you forgotten about all we said before you left?

Tobore

How did I get here? I thought to myself. I thought they said lightening does not strike in the same place twice. Once bitten, twice shy and all that hogwash but not in my case. I have been fooled again.

I have been on the floor of my bathroom for the past two days. I am yet to move an inch even as the stench of the mixture of sweat, tears and dried mucus starts to get offensive. I do not think I have the strength.

 I sit here in shorts and bra as I wait for Efe. I wait for her to come soothe my pains. She walks into the bathroom asking me for the charger of my cell phone. I shout at her asking her to go