Sole-mates!

I see you lurking,

From every corner, peering.

Following me, online and in real life.

Claiming me to be your future ‘wife’.

Flower bouquets, pesky offline messages.

I want none of it! Do you get the message?

Soul-mates? You and I.

Not in a million years, go ahead. Cry.

If you continue in your irksome ways

We will be ‘soul-mates’ alright in the coming days.

My shoes and their ‘soles’ will come flying at your face.

It would be the end of you begging for outings and dates.

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Pic credit: Unsplash: Clem Onojeghuo