The glow of the cities below always leads me back to the place I never should have left.
Happiness, peace, joy, fulfillment was felt in the four corners of a room found in the darkest side of a slum and I can't shake the feeling of loneliness that hits me every time am away from you.
It's strange, every time I leave, it's like I've left a part of me in your arms.
Religion calls our love a sin, parents say it's shameful and society calls it a disgrace but there's nothing sinful about your smile, nothing shameful about your kiss and am definitely not thinking about disgrace when am wrapped in your arms.
We live in fear, fear of exposure, fear of the unknown, fear of death.
Am scared, always scared but if love isn't worth the risk, what is?
My brother always talked about the ocean between people and how the whole point of everything is to find a shore worth swimming to.
You are my shore, always have and always will, and if I have to swim the whole ocean to find you, I'll do it over and over again.
Benjamin Ofori Arthur