I SECRETLY CRUSHED ON HER
She was so gorgeous and outrageously
beautiful, her body curved in the right corners, and her smile parted ways for
a set of white dazzling teeth and sizzling dimples. She was just a perfect
creature made on the day God was not tired.
I do admire
her from afar, always dreaming of having such a beauty as a friend. I never
summoned courage to walk up to her, but deep down I crushed on her.
One fateful
afternoon, I was sleeping on my 4ft 6” bed with my roommate who was feeling
slightly sick. A rapt knock woke him up; he tapped me and requested that I
checked the door. I woke with sleepy eyes, jumped into my shirt and made for
the door. I almost concluded that it must be one of the neighbors knocking to
collect something.
I pulled the
door slightly ajar, lo and behold I was blinded by the beauty I saw. My secret
crush was standing before me. She greeted. Of course she wasn’t looking for me,
since she barely knew I existed. She asked me of a name I wasn’t so familiar
with; someone she described to be living in my hostel. I directed her to the
room and she left.
I felt so
stupefied that after many months of secret crush and admiration, I was given a
chance, and I couldn’t even ask her name. Though she barely knew me, I saw in
her eyes this feeling; it could be the feeling of surprise meeting someone I
have met somewhere or that feeling I can’t explain.
As she left
I felt like jumping into my trousers and going after her, but that would have
been the most stupid thing I would have ever done.
Opportunity
they say comes but once, I just pray this opportunity repeats itself. Am not
even sure of what I would do the next time, but am sure I wouldn’t leave
without knowing her name.
Augustus
Bill
©2014
TUN/0011//29/07/14
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