My Lost Love
by Tijjani Grema Mustapha
I don't have enough words to write about you. My knowledge of writing is just a year or some months I think. I would like to describe your looks to the readers, but the words are not calm and beautiful as you are. You are lost and can't be found, but I am lucky to have seen your picture. The silky skin that shines like a diamond buzzed my view and made my eyes stand still gazing at the indefinable face of yours. "You look beautiful" I comment. I wish you were here close to me. I wish for a thousand things, but you're the queen of all wishes. I love you and I will till my dying days. I am stammering, suffocating and clueless. I have reached the limit of my ability to write more, till I gain more experience to continue. Love you my lost love.