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A day will come when I would walk into this room and you won’t be here 

Your black orchid scent will cease from lingering 

Your music will stop playing in the background 

Your resounding laughter will fade away 

And all I’ll be left with are your memories 


Pictures patched together 

Making my mind a scrapbook 

I’ll miss how we bounced others from the squad  

How we were content being just by ourselves 

In silence, in giggles 

In disappointments, in celebrations 

Through pizza and KFC buckets 


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We weren’t always this tight and supportive 

We grew to become this- 

And I hope it doesn’t all end here 

Not today at least. 

I smile as I recall the day we played our different throwback playlists 

You sure knew how to make me feel really young 

By playing songs from when I was born 

There’s that your evil laughter again, filling my mind 


I learned more from you than from anyone else here 

You taught me what I couldn’t read about or even Google- fancy googling how to get OT 

Tenderly, you opened my mind to view the world differently 

Those eight hours I spent daily with you, I wouldn’t trade for anything 

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I dread the day 

When I’ll come into this room 

And be mocked by the silence 

While my mind plays the scenes all over again 

More than just colleagues 

More than friends 

We were a family 

And I’ll forever cherish that. 

©Mfon Etuk, 2016


18 thoughts on “Truth Series; A Team

      1. Awwwww. It’s deep. Legit deep. I still do not understand it *haha*. I have a feeling Mercy Kwabe did, because she re-tweeted the post.
        Lemme read it again and again 🙂
        Now, that’s some truth. Weldone!


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