Table for 3

I ordered a table for 3

Me, her and her fears

Fear was that one companion she always held onto

So portable she never had qualms carrying it along

Her fears were full already

Already satisfied with the lie that love was a mirage

She never got to wrap her arms around it

Because every time she tried

It flapped its wings away from her grasp

And believe me she tried ceaselessly

So here she is…

Resigned to fate

‘Something’s are never meant for me’ she would say

And here I am…

Repeating words her eardrums were already accustomed to

But this time with truth

Not from my lips

But from the heart

Because truth becomes false when sincerity speaks otherwise

And now we’re served.

PS- Go to school

Get that degree

Give love another shot

Put your fears on a wheelchair

Say that prayer one more time

Smile again just this once

Those things you failed at, try them again

If you fail, keep trying (as long as it’s positive)

We only fail when we stop trying

And I’m done preaching…