“She’s Out Of My Life
She’s Out Of My Life
And I Don’t Know Whether To Laugh Or Cry
I Don’t Know Whether To Live Or Die
And It Cuts Like A Knife
She’s Out Of My Life”
Recently, thoughts of her have been ruminating through my head.
Infact I drove through her neighbourhood which is just about 5 minutes from mine last Friday but didn’t think of trying to check her.
I stood no chance anyway.
On like two different occasions I’d parked not so far from her neighbourhood and called her relentlessly to no avail.
I’ve lost my young beautiful friend to 3 years married life (wif a lovely boy) and I can’t see her again.
This was someone I used to drive down to her Surulere abode to go eat ‘Ikokore’ (a massive Ijebu delicacy) and this guy “captured” her then friends like me can’t even say ‘Hi’ again.
Was seriously bothered about this so had sent her a mail.
Her prompt response:
‘Na very very jealous husband I marry o and me I no wan wahala – You know how you men are’
What kinda man will do that to my G ?
@ O’Shine ORIGINAL