Valentine

I had a sleepless night

because the next day was valentine.

I spent most of the night pressing my new white sleeves and my red pair of trousers.

The red and white coloured Nike kick has also suffer severed cleaning earlier in the day.

 

Tomorrow was valentine’s day

Would she be my valentine?

I had collared my thought with this and many more as I laid on my bed.

But unknown to me I felt asleep having the best dream ever.

 

The morning was refreshing and I was highly spirited.

I couldn’t be otherwise, because the environment calls for it.

I  skipped lectures just to get my raps straight and on point.

I can’t afford to miss, yes, and I encouraged myself each time I flawed.

 

I dressed up, and that was my first mistake.

I went into her room at republic hall to knock,

She responded come in, and I entered,

And there she was on the laps of another guy.

 

My eyes struck her eyes

And immediately I was at sea, and she was stupefied.

Room service? I finally uttered, do you need anything? I added.

They stared at each other, and shook their head.

 

I went out of her room feeling so ashamed.

I struck her door with my fist to show my anguish,

And she came out quickly,

Are you okay? she said.

 

I am fine miss.

Then she sized me up. Can I give you a comment? I gazed in her eyes.

Then she said, your dressing is so appalling that I can promise you if you don’t change you won’t get any tips today.

I don’t know how I got back to my room, but that’s how my highly spirited valentine day ended.

 

#thePrinceAfari