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Student @ Babcock University
The letter before V
<p>It was a sunny afternoon,</p><p>But he was the heat I felt in the room,</p><p>And my eyes didn't burn when I looked at him,</p><p>They yearned..</p><p>For something I quickly dismissed as impossible </p><p><br/></p><p>I mean, why wouldn't I?</p><p>Girl crushes everywhere- perfect teeth, perfect eyes, lady-like </p><p>And there I sat with my freshly shaved head,</p><p>Staring at my "once upon a time.."</p><p>Not sure what story ours will make</p><p><br/></p><p>The awkwardness of our eyes meeting and turning sharply away from each other,</p><p>The second-hand embarrassment I felt when his best friend came over,</p><p>Playing with his hair, touching him everywhere </p><p><br/></p><p>"I better give up now..</p><p>It's not serious yet</p><p>I'd forget about him the moment I leave this room"</p><p><br/></p><p><em>Uhmm...Well...I didn't..</em></p><p>He stayed long enough in my thoughts,</p><p>It pulled, but it didn't sting</p><p>I'd never felt anything like this before..</p><p>It was bittersweet..</p><p><br/></p><p>Just before my thoughts could find their way back to linear flow,</p><p>I saw him...</p><p>"Oh, his walk was perfect!"</p><p>........</p><p>Wait o!! He was coming... outside!!!</p><p><br/></p><p>God! Our body parts must be paid actors for our most embarrassing scenes, </p><p>Because tell me why I couldn't move! </p><p>Not my limbs, not my lips.. nothing!</p><p>You know, even now I still tease that</p><p>I'm pretty sure if he listened close enough, </p><p>He could've heard my heartbeat </p><p><br/></p><p>And there he was,</p><p>Beside me..</p><p>"Breathe", he said..</p><p>Rubbing my bald head...</p><p>And everything else felt easy</p><p>We leaned into conversations like we didn't just meet,</p><p>He knew me like a book he'd read in his past</p><p>I knew him as the LeBron of Nigerian brand..</p><p>Nahhh, he was damn good at basketball!!!</p><p><br/></p><p>We couldn't stop talking,</p><p>Not after his best friend came over to prove a point I wasn't sure was made,</p><p>Not after he introduced me to her with so much glee,</p><p>Not after we were home and texting with legs raised,</p><p>Not after I realised I was already falling deep,</p><p>Weeks later, months later....</p><p>We just ..couldn't stop talking </p><p><br/></p><p>I guess she saw it coming and made a move to stop it,</p><p>There she stood in front of me - Ursula of some sort, to be nice with the description..</p><p>"You're wasting your time, he likes someone else. </p><p>I'm his best friend, I know him. </p><p>He'd only break your heart. Let him go now"</p><p><br/></p><p>Lol...</p><p>I couldn't with this babe..</p><p>I knew him well enough, too</p><p>Most men cared more about the "<strong>V</strong>"</p><p>But he was fixed on the former letter </p><p>How could I let him go?</p><p>When he said it with every chance he got-</p><p>"The only thing I love more than basketball, is you"?</p><p>When I was already in love with every version of him and how he made me feel?</p><p><br/></p><p>It wasn't rushed,</p><p>It wasn't impulse,</p><p>We took our precious time,</p><p>"Best friend" pushed her darling self away from the picture,</p><p>And we?? We just knew ..</p><p>We set the standard high for what love should mean</p>
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