WHEN LOVE KNOCKS
I knew exactly what Love would look like
I’d always thought
I hadn’t met Love yet
But I knew if Love wandered into my room
I would recognise him at first glance
Love would wear a crucifix necklace
Love would play acoustic guitar
And know all my favourite Beatles songs
I was patient
Love would come
And when Love comes
I would know
*
But when Love finally showed up
He had a terrible hair cut
He wore the same clothes every day for a week
Love didn’t own any necklet
Love didn’t know anything about the Beatles
Every time I tried to kiss Love
Our teeth got in the way
Love had terrible rhythm on my bedroom dance floor
*
And then, Love grew
Stretched like a trampoline
Love changed
Love disappeared… slowly
Like baby teeth, losing parts of me I thought I needed
Love vanished like an amateur magician
Everyone could see the trapdoor but me
Love stayed away for years
And when Love finally reappeared
Again, I barely recognised him
*
Love smelled different now
Had darker eyes, a broader back, a deeper voice
Love came with a set jaw line that made me speechless
Had my name in tattoo on his arm, and new favourite books
Love had songs that reminded him of someone else
Songs Love didn’t like to listen to
So did I…
*
But we found a spot that fit us perfectly
We found jokes that made us laugh
And now Love makes me fresh homemade pancakes with warm milk and grapes
Loves looks great in boxer briefs, but still prefers to wear my sweat pant.
Love is a terrible driver, but a great navigator
Love knows where he’s going
It just might take him two hours longer than he planned
Love is messier now, not as simple
Love uses the word “man pussy” in front of his colleagues
Just to show that he’s not ashamed of me
Love chews too loud
Love leaves the cap off the toothpaste
Love uses smiley faces in his text messages, which pop in every hour.
*
Love cries, and he tells me, “You are the one for me.”
And means it
Over and over again – “You are the one for me”
When I wake up – “You are the one for me…”
When I cry – “You are the one for me…”
When I don’t wanna hear it – “You are the one for me…”
When I don’t believe it – “You are the one for me…”
When nobody else will tell me – “You are the one for me…”
Every day, Love convinces me yet again
That I am the one for him
*
Do not forget this
Love is not who you were expecting
Love is not what you can predict
Maybe Love is in Abuja already asleep
You are in Abeokuta wide awake
Maybe Love is always in the wrong time-zone
Maybe Love is not ready for you
Maybe you are not ready for Love
Maybe Love just isn’t the marrying type
Maybe the next time you see Love
Is five years after He’s ended his present relationship
Love looks older now, but just as breathtaking as you remember
Maybe Love is only there for a month
Maybe love is there every weekend, for every birthday, for every hospital visit
*
Maybe Love stays
Maybe Love can’t
Maybe Love shouldn’t
Either way, you should know this
Love arrives exactly when Love is supposed to
And Love leaves exactly when Love must
And when Love knocks
Open up, let him in, say to him
“Welcome, make yourself comfortable.”
If Love leaves, ask him to leave the door open behind him
Then turn off the music, listen to the quiet
And whisper, “Thank you for stopping by.”
Written by Vhar
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17 Comments
#TeamKizito
June 04, 05:30I know my Vhar.
That’s my Vhar.
He’s my Vhar.
Vhar. Vhar. Voom! Beautiful! 🙂
Masked Man
June 04, 05:42Vhar, please come take him already. He’s head over toes for you.
Beautiful lines.
kacee
June 04, 07:33*standing and clapping till my hands are red* Nice one Vhar, this is soooo good. Muah
ronniephoenix
June 04, 07:55that struck a cord
Floating Wife
June 04, 08:04Have you watched this version of it in spoken word poetry? This was the first way I heard it and it tugs your heart strings http://m.youtube.com/watch?v=mdJ6aUB2K4g
chestnut
June 04, 09:00Vhar,wow…wow!
KryxxX
June 04, 09:32**Clutches chest nd faints unto the nearest available bystander**
Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!
This is so sweet……….. **Dabs eyes** I feel like exploding! This is just too much nd too sweet….
Vhar is such a darling! A sweet heart!
What I would give for that person that would read me this straight from d heart, or give me love like this……..
**Stares @ Pinky, Dennis nd MaskedMan with big googoo eyes**
Dont you just love love………..
*singing Lira’s* I love to love you love you more…
Sinnex
June 04, 10:05Hmmmm…
law
June 04, 10:20I saw my relationship in these words
… thanks Vhar
Tobby
June 04, 11:21What do you fill the void with when love isn’t there?
Teflondon
June 04, 12:03Great adventurous sex!
wondabuoy
June 11, 08:44You see your life?
Ruby
June 04, 12:16Breathtaking Piece!!!
Well Written Vhar <3
La-Coozee
June 04, 20:18Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww
La-Coozee
June 04, 20:19I need love lol
wondabuoy
June 11, 08:45And why the “lol” ?
naijagleek
June 09, 06:49I read this while listening to The Cave by Mumford and sons. It was such a great accompaniment.