This Gender…
What Is Love?
Jide followed me in immediately, “what are you doing here?” I asked he came close to me and wiped my tears, how could this demon still be nice and look cute?
“Care to tell me what happened?” He asked. I stood for long staring at him then I began to talk, from the meeting, to the calls and then the threat. He asked her her number and I showed him, I stood and watched him input it on his phone and a name popped out Blessing. Who the fuck is Blessing? As if he read my mind he turned and looked at me. “You know what I have with this girls is not serious” he said trying to explain
“Yo, what do you mean it’s not serious,You think acid is a joke?” I asked immediately. Oh, I was angry and then he said “I’ll sure put her in her place and won’t meet with her again”
“Oh, sweet Jesus “ I said pointing at my door, “Get out, I’m not your play thing.” He came close again and God, I was going to fall for it then I shut my eyes. “Jide, leave now!” I almost screamed
He walked away slowly, I knew he was expecting me to call him back and cry and beg him to please choose me instead of these girls, but I didn’t.
That night I celebrated but still cried. He actually did love me but he just couldn’t control the third leg. I smiled at all the memories with him, he was such a sweet guy.
It was weeks and Jide only called few times the week I sent him out and ever since then he didn’t call again. I told myself every time that, this is Jide and he was never going to change weather we got married or not he just can’t be faithful.
It has been months of no Jide and dramas. I was trying to love someone else, they were about two guys I was interested in but couldn’t find what I wanted in them so I was just keeping them, maybe one day I’ll change my mind.
One evening I strolled down the supermarket around my area and I saw Jide there, oh God. That was what I thought, he waved and walked to me “hey pretty” he said. I was going to fall again, he was so charming I couldn’t resist. I wanted to ask him what brought him to my area instead I was lost staring at him, he was dressed in a T-shirt as elusive as the perfect man himself, it fits snug but not too snug, and has nary a hole or frayed seam in sight. He drew me to himself and gave me a tight hug, I don’t know if it’s me or him but once again I started to feel those burns, and all I wanted thst moment was him.
Yourpenship
Kingdeemma