Lost Lover Poem by Onalethuso Petruss Ntema

my eyes were tied on you
but 'am tired of you,
my hands were cuffed on you
that i thought you knew,
my net caught the one
but swimmed through and gone,
my sweat ran dry
but i let you cry,
my mind thought of you
but now you i forgot, i do
believe we were meant to be
but we live what earned to be,
and i believe we still can
unless you do not,
just a matter
to walk together,
further than
now and then