Oh my love, what is this you do to me? Did you just put a hex or cast a spell on me? Your arrival, presence and departure links my past, present and future The feeling is Oh! So overwhelming Your touch

The speed with which these thoughts come, you can call it what you want But I really think for once I’ll like to be down, yes, to fall for a while I think I am too famous and yes, the praises I got through

We started out our lovely journey without each other’s company We met at a given time, yes during our youthful prime I said “be patient but walk in line, and I promise soon you’ll be forever mine You said

When I feel the world is spinning out of control and I am confined into a space the size of an ant’s hole When I feel all the oceans have dried up and all that is left is not enough to fill even a small

These words of mine that I write or I wrote, I spoke, I still speak from my heart take note. Through my words, by my voice, by my actions, sounds that are heard, dramas and reactions. From the origin,

Hearts are meant to beat and prove there's life within. Figurative holes in the heart can come from a careless whisper or thoughtless action by a trusted friend or someone you least expect. The sadness

Hello Steemians! My names are Njoenyenaka Ugochukwu Eziafakego Emmanuel Chuckuwdumebi Okafor. I am a human first (imperfection personalized), then an amiable fellow, dynamic in nature, proven relationship