Pattern Break

[Verse 1]
Remember the Ankara we bought on Tejuosho Market road?
You said the pattern matched the sound of my laugh, a story to be told.
My stitches were clumsy then, your steady hands would guide the thread.
We swore we'd wear it to the mainland, matching words we left unsaid.

[Chorus]
But there's a pattern break between us now
A single loose thread, and I don't know how

[Verse 2]
The Tuesday after the August rains, your call went straight to tone.
The air smelled of wet earth and diesel, I was standing there alone.
You were busy with your new style, the one from that London page.
You said, "Fola, some things just don't hold their color at this stage."

[Chorus]
And there's a pattern break between us now
A single loose thread, and I don't know how

[Bridge]
I kept that last yard of fabric locked inside my metal trunk.
Told myself I was saving it, but the truth is, I was drunk
On the fear of seeing it beside yours, faded, torn, or small.

[Outro]
A pattern break.
I pulled it first, after all.