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Eleven

With her by my side, I picture us as an 11, She is a 10, I - her plus 1, a match made in heaven. I thought of our relationship as unparalleled, because when I was with her, it was true love I felt. She was benign too, The type of gal who’d always be there for you. She was my first, like with a repunit prime, My heart nearly burst with joy when she said yes, that she’d be mine. It was 3 months later when she told me she would appreciate it if we went back to being friends. ‘How do you do that,’ I wondered, ‘when you thought you had something like a number line, something that never ends?’ But I had to act rationally, her feelings were being expressed, When 11 is divided, there is no even cut, so though feeling depressed I buried my feelings because if I felt something lost, she must have had a gain So for her sake, I would hide my pain Still, I wondered why What could have prompted her to bid what we had ‘goodbye’? Perhaps she found me, or found us a bit odd? Was it because of religion, because of God? Maybe she needed space, I could give her her own personal circle, and patiently I could wait Whether 101 days or months, whatever the case. But all it took was a single text from 7 all too familiar numbers for the bullet to reach my brain “She doesn’t want me no more” though hard to accept, the message was very plain Bitterly I thought, should’ve known this was too good to be true, After all, i was with a 10, that itself is a clue That the future I had formerly planned with zeal Would never, ever, be real Even now - like the morning sun or forensics shows - there are things that still remind me of her, But number 5, acceptance, I can upon myself concur When we were together, we made a lovely pair But there is a time and place to move on, For both of us, it’s only fair.

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Date: 8/29/2022 8:44:00 AM
Thanks for sharing this. Welcome to Poetry Soup. I welcome you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." The Lord's blessings be with you.
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Date: 8/27/2022 6:25:00 AM
Dear Victor, the depth of your pains, I sadly feel. Sometimes, we just have to accept that some things happen for good. Kind regards, Adeniji.
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