One day,
I saw a boy I liked
He had a firm chin and a chiselled trunk
I walked up to him to tell him I liked him
He smiled. He didn’t like me back
The fire was only burning in my eyes
And I thought it would be enough
So I told myself different.

Another day,
The boy asked me out
He did it so plainly that it disgusted me
I bought a rose and pretended it was from him
I told him yes
He wouldn’t like me for long
I knew this but because I wanted to belong to somebody,
I told myself different.

My boyfriend cheated on me
I knew even before I caught him
But because I wanted to convince myself
He’s more than a man
Up until I opened the door
To all that shattered my world
I told myself different.

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By clarajack


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Pencilmarks and Scribbles Magazine was founded in 2017 by Clara Jack to be a home for African writers, asking them to come as they are and giving them room for growth. The publication aims to give back to the Nigerian Literary scene for the things it has given us.