My Love and I

I sat at the back of a taxi, the car galloped several times like a horse in a race as the driver tried to avoid potholes. I don’t blame the driver, I put the blame on the road.Nigeria road and potholes are like five and six.

“Sister, here is your change” the driver’s voice brought me back to the moment. 

My mind had drifted afar; I was thinking about him again. You cannot blame me, I’m in love.

Fasten your belts as you join me on this ride……My love story.

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