An author of my tears

From the onset, The question that lingered at the back of my mind remained; why me? Why has this decided to be a reoccurring thing? Is it ever going to stop? Is there ever going to be an end to it? I wonder… An author of my tears, or the brains behind my weeping? I tried so hard to give it meaning, but words failed me. While the tears may not be literal, it really just speaks about how sad, broken and miserable someone can be. AAOMT? It all happened when I started having delusional thoughts about my own life and situations. Could I possibly control my life? Like be the true pioneer? I wonder… About a year ago; while chilling at my favorite cafeteria “The coke Palace”, I met this girl named “Laura” A young lady, prolly 20 or 21 there about. Dark, short and slim; she looked like a true fairy, with eyes as bright and brown as the sun. Laura looked like the type of lady that would get whatever she wanted with the snap of her fingers. I wasn’t bothered by it, as I stood on my feet to exchange greetings with her. “Hi, I’m Tavi, may I please know your name?”She replied “I’m Laura, nice to meet you!” Just after saying her name, she looked me from my head down to my toe and back, She expressed a little smile on her face. That boosted my confidence a little, and I decided to continue with it. “ Are you here for a meal, or you’re just looking to know the place? I asked.. She smiled and said “yeah, I’m new to the neighborhood and so, flatmates recommended this spot for me, and by the look of things, they might be right about the place.” Well, I don’t know what you heard, but with your reply, you must have heard great things about this spot.. I replied.. Yeah, yeah… she replied! Let’s have a sit at my table, it’s just me here, and I’d love for you to join in on the fun; I said. We made way to the table and sat, asked her what she’d like, she replied with “I’m fine with water.” Judging by her reply, I guess she didn’t want to do too much, and since it’s our first time meeting, she also didn’t know the type of man i was. We continued to talk and she explained she’s here on a vacation from Port harcourt, without no timeframe as to when she’d be leaving for her place. I smiled, and I replied okay. 2 heures into our conversation, she smiled and said she’d like to take her leave now, as she’s still new to the neighborhood, without no idea of the ins and outs yet. We exchanged digits, and I also offered to escort her down to hers, but she refused and thanked me. Her face, voice and smile didn’t leave me, it was the highlight of my day, and I thought about that moment until I got home, also until the worker of the night took me, “Sleep” I mean. Just before night time, she’d texted me to inform me she’s now at home, while the content of the message reads; “Hi Tavi, I just reached my flat, and I just wanted to say thank you for the kind gesture today, God bless you dearie!❤️” I smiled at it, and just drifted off to sleep! 💤 💤💤 Watch out for Part 2!!

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