You owned me, I won’t lie,
every bit of me was wrapped up in a little bit of you,
you called and I came,
you moved and I did,
like the puppet master, you held on to the strings almost carelessly,
you had cast a spell I’m not even sure you knew about,
but it doesn’t matter now,
It’s done.
The spell has been broken.
The strings are cut.
I’m free…

and some nights, I still dream about you.

©Adeola Matemilola 2015

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