For sore aching hearts




Love given is not 

Love wasted 

Your heart heard 

A tune 

And your heart sang 

To match its rhythms. 


Your heart wanted to dance 

And dance did it!

That’s not a crime 

Even if it hurts. 


So now, heal 

When love comes again

I hope you recognize it 


I hope you welcome it 

With arms wide opened.  


Ifedolapo 

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