my cosmic love.

      His eyes, he's eyes I couldn't think of anything else, his lips were moving, he laughed, I smiled,but no I couldn't think, hear or see anything other than his eyes, those beautiful eyes, if only I could reach up and caress that face
, if ... enhem Remi you can stop gawking at this beautiful black boy already, did you even hear what I have been trying to tell you, my friend Tolu smiled as he said these words.
    The thing was I couldn't stop, my name is Remilekun, a 14 years old girl(at this time) from osun state, I am what many of you will refer to light skin, beautiful,HEALTHY, no that was wrong am FAT, am in love with my best friend, yes am not ashamed to say it. What am I doing presently? Am listening to him talk about his girlfriend who doesn't appreciate him enough.
     My object of fascination was beautiful not handsome, he had these big brown eyes that you could get lost in, his lips were heaven, the cute way his lips parted when he was confused was just heaven, when he smiled I felt hot waves move inside me, when he pulls me into he's embrace I want to stay there forever and never let go and when he walks towards me I just mentally scream I love you, don't leave me, in my mind he was perfect, all I ever wanted but I was a victim of fate, cold cruel fate as the only thing I love more in this world didn't love me back.
    I kept my love secret for more than 6 years, until when my beautiful,black,boy decided I wasn't good enough for him,  I still remember the fire in his eyes as he spoke these words "you were never my best friend, all those dreams and fantasy's were childish" it felt like I had been thrown in hell, I don't know how I got home that day, all I heard and saw was those words.
Then one day I cracked, I shut everyone out and I lost my smile, I was dying slowly and my tolu wasn't beside me, no! he was locked in the embrace of another, my whole world came crashing down, after some months I started crawling out of my sink hole,since I realized I really had my whole life in front of me. Although sometimes I wonder if my best friend ever in the least bit imagined us being together.
    No matter how much I say I bear you no more in my heart, no matter how much I say I don't see those eyes in my dreams, my heart will always skip a beat and I guess what am scared of is, what if, one day my love, I look at you and I don't feel that jump, not you rejecting me but me not caring about it.
This is Remilekun's story.

Comments

Post a Comment

TRENDING POSTS

Sexual Abuse.

Image
Most people I have had connection  with within this few weeks have hinted at a particular issue that I have decided to write about. SEXUAL ABUSE. My name is Alero and I have been a victim of multiple sexual abuse. I was molested repeatedly by my uncle shola when I was just 9. He had just finished NYSC and he decided to spend the rest of his holiday at my house. my mother was his aunt and she saw nothing wrong with uncle Shola staying for a few months, he will after all help with some heavy duty chores like washing the cars and dads laundry.            Uncle shola was 23 years old at this time, he was tall and fair I must admit at that age I liked uncle Shola until
Read more

Side Chick.

Image
I lay on this cold bed, this lonely night wishing you were next to me. I picked up my phone to call you (the phone you got me), you picked up and I could hear her voice in the background, you excused yourself saying darling this is work I have to take it. You called me baby as i cried and told you how badly I wanted to feel the warmth of your body next to mine. I am the one you say you love, the business meetings that keep you away from little Benjamin and Grace, the one who sleeps alone in an empty bed, the outside side chick who hugs a pillow while your light skinned wife spreads her legs to heaven as you grunt and sweat down the passage of what you call a loosen valve.
Read more