Thankful

She was so thankful as she gazed into his lovely eyes. He was so beautiful. He made her so complete. Not that she was incomplete but they simply just fit… All her weaknesses were his strengths and all his weaknesses were her strengths.. She smiled and said what she had been holding back for years ” I love you”.. He smiled and said ” That wasn’t so hard now was it? I love you, you crazy sweet being .. all of me, loves all of you always” She leaned in and gave a kiss that sealed their love forever….

 

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Desire

He lay awake with thoughts of her as he heard ” Adele’s Hello”

How apt the song was of his present situation with Agatha

It had been so long he cried , he really missed her stress

He wondered how she was and decided to call but changed his mind

He hurt her so bad; she didn’t deserve him, he said to himself

No-one did, he simply wasn’t deserving of a girl like Agatha

Agatha looked out the window and sighed..It’s been long since she heard from Nonso

Oh Nonso , ” the one that got away” … His boyish charms made him so sexy.

Memories of their times together kept flashing back

It was that time of the year when she reflected on her relationships

It was that time of the year ,she would miss him and do nothing about it.. then ” Adele Hello” played.. she smiled

How apt the song was.. the only thing is he did call a thousand times but she couldn’t forgive him and she knew it was late

Time was moving too fast for them..

Or is it?

Sunrise in your eyes

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I awake again with thoughts of you

Thoughts of you , always you

Your ever so loving gaze

Your ever so warm embrace

I awake again and memories of you keep me going

I smile, I frown , I laugh and my friends say often  ” it’s strange, he is just right by her side”

Yes you lay by my side, each and every day

I see you , your smile and it takes my breath away

I hunger for your touch

I  desire you ,each and every morning

I awake again and memories of you keep me going

Nothing is ever lost, it begins again… each memory delightful

An old soul lover

I am an old soul living in a young body

An old soul longing for depth in these meaningless times

An old soul, in need of old-time love

Love that had meaning without too many words

Love that was deep enough and nothing could shake

Love beyond time and distance

Love that has no language

Love that just one look says it all

Love that gives you hope all day long

Love that doesn’t question

Love that doesn’t doubt

A faultless love-No wrong or right

Love that feels so comfortable even when it’s under your skin

Love that is cheerful and generous

Love that gives more than it takes

Love that makes you want to go on even when the world says stop

I’m an old soul

I know so because this age doesn’t have a clue of what I speak

The love language today is all about modern communication-Skype, instagram, twitter, facebook, viber

Sad but it seems ,that’s the only way to show your love

Public display of affection is gradually being replaced by social media

We hug ,just to show our peeps ” we are in love”

There we also air our dirty laundry…..

It’s amazing how even when lovers quarrel, few minutes later you hear a laughter… how easy it was back then

Oh gosh! now you need to make an apology or they move on to the next

“Love” is so easy, cheap and accessible..so why stress if not working? right?

Life is too short ,some might add…Oh love! what a mess! Why do we blame you for our emotional laziness?

Fighting for who you love is too much energy ..No point, just move on…

LOL… if our parents moved on so fast back in the day, we won’t be here now…

Such a pity but hey, that’s life

However, I am still hopeful… There must be an old soul like me out there

Love beyond words…Just the knowing that this person got your back always no matter what… that should be enough..

Twinkle Twinkle

426685_424082927627752_700825732_nAmara seemed to forget constantly that she was beautiful.  She knew she was but pain had made her self-doubt and she began to lose herself. It had been 5 years, 3 days, and 21 minutes since he walked out the door and yet, she couldn’t move on. She was not only mad at herself but wondered how stupid she could be. She used to laugh out loud when she watched those Spanish movies and the two lovers would cry and part and wish they could die together.. little did she know she too would fall so madly in love and get heartbroken as well.

TJ sat there lamenting about how he hurt Amara but didn’t have the guts to see her again. He walked out on her in the most unkind way. He knew what he did was wrong but pride won’t let him talk to her. There were days he would pick up the phone and try to call but he would give up. Their love was real.. it was intense.. she was going to be the mother of his kids, they were going to live on a farm when he retired… they were going to be happy. Then what went wrong? He just couldn’t remember , all he knew was she got him so mad and he walked away and said he would never go back and didn’t . However, thoughts of her had crossed his mind recently. He had dated several women but none like Amara.. No one got him so focused.. No one could challenge him, no one loved like that and no one believed in his dreams like she did… no one was as generous… no one.. gosh , he knew he messed up but one thing he also remembered was her temper and stubbornness… that he couldn’t stand and then he laughed… He wondered how she was doing… Was she married now?

Amara told her herself, Tunde was good enough. He had been patient with her .. especially with her rules… No sex before marriage and they had been steady 6 months, but gosh …her heart did not beat when she was near him. She cried to God.. Was she just going to marry for marriage sake or remain an old maid when the one she loves didn’t want her? All she needed was a twinkle…

Wild and Free……..

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Tope had just gotten off an annoying phone call with her ex. She wondered why he just didn’t get it that it was over… they were no longer dating and  he was now only a friend. Why did he still act like he owned her? Gosh… She pondered how she began loving a man who only considered himself as supreme and every other person meant nothing. Why did she find him so attractive and yet he only made her angry.. This fatal attraction was killing her. She had to stop seeing him. Looking through her contacts ,she remembered Dapo.. A fine eloquent gentleman ,who almost swept her off her feet at some point…But then she was so blinded by her love for Tope, she couldn’t ” see” him.

Dapo was one of those guys that every girl would dream of…Tall,  dark, handsome and rich but she still feared the worse. She was never really successful with men but she told herself, she was turning 40.. She had to try, she wasn’t going to look great forever..

She prayed for a man, who would sweep her off her feet. She prayed that she wouldn’t meet a typical “African man”, she prayed she would complete him…And just as she was lost in her thoughts and her prayers…The phone rang and yep, it was Dapo…Hmmm… she sighed.. Could this be it? The truly, madly, deeply love, she so dreamed about and wanted so badly…