You remember when we fell in love,
We stood on a bridge and took a photograph.
You said looking straight at me
“Kumasi will be too small for us”
And I replied
“Too small for us to even breath
We will turn Patasi to a watershed
Turn Asokwa to our bedroom
And Manhyia into an aquarium.”
Now this photograph is a mere toothache
Of a failed relationship set upon a broken glass.
Starring at the photograph of you and I
It looks like I’m looking at you
But I’m looking through your promises
That never bloomed like Roses and Forget Me Nots.
The last thing I said to you was I hated you,
I didn’t say it out of hate or anger but
I said it out of love
I kept telling myself I’ll be fine
But truthfully it feels like I broke my spine
I heard that photographs don’t change
Just the people inside of them do
You left me in disarray
All I have left is the air you took away
I’ll keep a photograph of you on the wall
Praying you’d come back home
Back to the time that
We said Kumasi will be too small for us.
Only that this time
I will hold you and breath in
The air you breath out
So you know that
When you cry I cry too.
JYF
Kofi Kyei
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