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Oct 2016
It started with a flashy diamond ring
Which he put on my *******
Call me a gold-digger but I love shiny,precious and expensive stones on my skin
I definitely said YES.

And before I even updated my facebook status
Or ***** about it with my girlfriend
I was halfway on a trip to meet my in-laws
And then the rules began flowing in
The do’s and dont’s

I tried to change
Oh yes i Did

Tried biting my tongue often
so his friends would love me
Wearing the dresses he liked
To portray his flashy lifestyle
Laughing at his dry,stupid jokes
Ain't that what loyal girlfriends do?

I couldn’t even drink my favorite beer
Or my favorite tequila shots
Dance my troubles away like crazy
Whats would his mates say?
‘Good girls drink wine, clean,
Cook and wait for the man to come home’ He said so.

So I decided to try and change
Sat through his boring meetings
Let him do all the talking
Let him take care of me
Ask for permission when going out
And report when I get back home
Pick his calls at the first ring
I let him own me.

I was in heaven but only for a short time
His claws started showing
Lies, games and his real character
And lots of baby mamas’

It hit me a little too late
In my effort to please him and everyone else,
I had lost myself,my dreams, my freedom
I had forgotten how beautiful and ambitious I am
For what?
Love? A piece of diamond?
Hell no!
I can buy tones of shiny gems on my own.

I gladly let him walk away
I was sad for a moment
Then back to the happy gal I always was.

Being single ain’t a disability
so take all the time you need
till you get where you wonna be.
Purity Kimani
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Purity Kimani  29/F
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