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Allow Me

I sit across her from the room Watching her cry her heart out Yet another down the drain Another of the fuckboy strain I move in closer Placing her head on my shoulder Enjoying the weird intimacy of the moment 'Allow me.' I say She looks up, bewilderment all over her pretty face 'Excuse me?' She asks I repeat myself A sigh, 'Not a good time Kay' 'Exactly. It's never a good time' I say (Allow me to switch) 'Now if only you'd allow me I'd show you how it feels to be loved, how it feels to be cherished by someone not for your cookie but for being a bookie. If only you'd allow me, I would tell you every single day how your little imperfections make you perfect, how the slight dent in your left cheek makes your smile memorable, how your annoying little bursts of anger make you even more adorable. You wouldn't allow me though, but if you would these tears would be ones of joy, your sobs would be giggles, and, your cries would be boisterous laughter but then since I wont be allowed, then these fuckboys will continue doing what they do best. Why then do you think they are called 'fuckboys'? I may not be your type of boy but have you realized your type of boys only leave you with a wet nose and leave me with a wetter T-shirt? Think about these words.' A blank look on her face betrays all My words have slid down a waterfall A deep bottomless chasm, their abode I shake my head, turn around to go home Abandoning all hope I will forever be in the friendzone. FB: Kay Nkansah Addo Twitter: @kay_writes Instagram: @kay_writes Tumblr: kay-writes2016