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A Bullet For My Valentine I was eagerly looking forward to an exciting Valentine’s day I hardly slept I was thinking about her and smiling in bed It took all night
I bought her flowers the day before Soaked them in cold sugary water To keep their scent fresh for her I kept smelling them… imagining that she was looking at me through each petal I checked on them every once in a while To be sure that they were not gone with the wind!
The morning came and I jumped out of bed My eyes sagging through bags I could hardly carry They had multiplied and I could feel them every time I yawned Took a shower in the speed of light I could not wait to see her
Arrived at the café and grabbed a cuppa’ coffee as I waited to see her feet hurry to meet me It took an hour, almost a life time until out of the blues She appeared, joy written all over her face A day to remember I ran forth to hug her We kissed and for the first time in my life Never cared what onlookers would think about us I held her hand, pulled a chair for her, as we caught up on how our past week had been She asked for coffee, I kept sipping on to mine This moment should not end, I kept mumbling to my self
I unleashed my gifts for my valentine A hand-made card, the carefully tended flowers and a box with a cheap ring in it Went down on my knee Took her hand and kissed it tenderly Then asked if she would be my valentine
She kissed me on the cheek Opened the box with the ring Slowly and lovingly slipped it on my index finger Her right hand fumbled for her dress pocket Took out a black colored equipment Put it on my forehead And without thinking, shot through me Forever my Love
Silence! KATE KAMUNDE Page 10