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And that’s how it always starts…
The phone calls,text messages,
Late night calls,spending endless time talking..
Staring into space and seeing that face..
That feeling of always wanting to be around
Always wanting to listen,to be there
That’s how it always starts…
So sweet,so tender,so lovely
Exciting and always makes you happy…
Until the fights set in
The shouting and screaming,
Countless arguments and tears,
That feeling of not wanting to be around anymore,
Wanting some space,some time alone..
Then the apologies start flowing,
Apologies and regrets,one after the other..
The mind now goes back,
Back to the very beginning
When it was all rosy and sweet,
No worries,no tears,just smiles
Then the heart yearns
Just for a day,an hour or a few minutes
Of the time when it all started…



I'm a young wife, an encourager and a writer at heart, walking in my purpose and following God's lead. I’ve got a heart as big as my hips and I love reaching out to people who are hurting or suffering in silence. I know everyone goes through something at some point in life and through my writing, I want to make such people know that no matter who they are or what they go through, they can count on me to be there for them. Follow my journey as I share my life experiences in the hope of making you go a little harder at whatever you do. 💞always. Mrs A the encourager.

3 thoughts on “Bittersweet

  1. That’s reality for you, its just like the law of gravity, anything that goes up must come down. It can’t be smooth all the time sis. There are gonna be rough times , if I compare it to a car, its just like pothole on roads. What u do as a driver is just get new shocks bt u dnt leave forget abt the car. It shall be well.


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