Why? Love Poem by Valentine Moige

''Bebie'', he called me
my heart melted to hearing the voice,
so sweet, so enticing, so fruity,
in his arms, I felt secure, more than i could when the government talked of the national defence forces!
To me, all I needed was the warrior in him, my heart to guard,
in his eyes, I saw love,
his smile, promised me 'forever'
'al spend the rest of my life with him' quietly swore my heart.

'perfect couple' he called us,
tall, dark, handsome
short, fair -complexion, pretty,
he said, 'pretty in the face, heart and mind'
'wife material' was what he boasted to the friends,

a walk in one of the lanes in heaven, was a nature walk with him,
'never let me go 'was his anthem,

if love was an angel, i danced with it,
if love was a star, i perfectly fitted into its galaxy,
if love was fragnance, i was its rose
and if it was a bird, then, i was its nest.

But love was an enemy,
it attacked me, made me weak, held me captive, enslaved me and troubled me,
it was an angry ocean and i was a sailor caught in it,
it was a knife, ready to cut and a sword ready to destroy.

From a distance, i saw love laughing,
i saw it dancing,
slowly it moved to the opposite direction, love left!

Behind was the bitter me,
the broken me,
the hurt me,
the wounded me.

I wanted to know,
why? Why me, why love?
Like an orphan, i was left,
like a widow, i wept

'bebie 'was no longer my name, 'stupid bitch' was what i turned into,
'pretty heart' was no longer me, 'easy-go' was what i was!

Where did you take my smile?
Where did you take my eternity?
Where did you take all those castles i built in the air?
Why did you break the empire i built in my dreams? Where? Why?
Why love?

Answer me, love!