The Way 🇰🇪

You say you don’t love me
But keep asking if I love you
I love you, but I don’t like you
How is that even possible

To be at war with yourself
And still lose the war itself
Whenever you kiss me mahabuba
You don’t just take my breath away
You instantly replace it with afire zephyr
I feel every inch single of me is burnt
And I can’t help loving the way it hurts
For what is real pain if not poetry
How is it ever felt if it’s not raw?
I could write you countless poems
But I’d rather whisper them on your lips
Using my very own

KJ✍🏾🇰🇪📖