“Ki, I’m leaving you. I can’t do this anymore.”
“Why baby?”
“It’s your women. There’s always someone else.”
“It’s my childhood baby, all the years of neglect.”
She took herself and the dogs and the paintings
and left.
Women are indeed so powerful.
But yet so hurtful.
With their
beautifully colored eyes
and their
beautifully colored dresses
and their
dark-colored souls.
…
But the truth is,
women will always leave.
It's in their nature.
And it never gets any easier.
You just learn to deal with the
life-long
pain
of their
black
& blue
& green
& lavender
colored goodbye.
About the Creator
Kiwani Williams
I write. Not for the money, the glory, or the fame. I write because I have things to say and I'm sure that all of my friends and folks from the bar are tired of listening. Follow me on my journey to the center of the heart; yours or mine.
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