My Missed Miss Poem by Tosin Adesokan

I sense it, the love of Atalanta
That comes not easily
But through a competition
Like a war, I will fight for you


I see it, the the true love in your face
That is scarce like gold in the market
But like an auction
I will pay your price


I have see it, the deceits in your face
Which is apparent like an image in the mirror
But like a blind dog, I will follow your steps
I will stay with you


I saw it, your feelings are like tide
Coming and going like a market
I will wait till your tide feel helpless by the wind
For I believe in you


Your promises, strive to fulfill them
My waiting, don't let it be in vain
By coming back to me
Only if you choose to come back