THE STORY OF US

CHAPTER NINE-IS THIS LOVE

Finally, it’s here, my excitement parade out of joy seeing the delivery man coming towards us “this is, ha! How did you know I love this my adorable French quizzing,” her face brimmed brighter as she said those words.

I was a bit surprised though I thought I was the only one in love with a French quizzing but seeing how she guessed the name of the dish just by perceiving the undying scent of my beautiful quizzing if they are to rate us, I would be a ten and her a hundred for the delivery man was still miles away from us and she could already smell it, it seems I haven’t enjoyed it to its fullest.

Speaking of enjoyment, I better get to it for she seems to be in a hurry to have it all to herself well I wouldn’t blame her though I bought it all for her forgetting I haven’t had neither breakfast nor launch, I really don’t know what going on with me this days I tend to think of her more than I think of myself and now after what just happen I seem to be okay with it for I don’t want to see her cry again not ever I wouldn’t be able to bear the sight.

After attending to the delivery guy, I turned to watch the happy Sidney who was so over joyed to see the dish and at that moment it struck me everything I have been battling with, wanting to know what was wrong with me, wanting to know why I did all those things they all became clear to me, I did it all for that smile.

I want to keep seeing that smile that smile I have been wishing to see on her face all this while that smile I have long to see that smile that made me find peace in the middle of my pain for at that moment all I wanted was to keep that smile on her face forever, all I wanted at that moment and every other moment was to see that smile on her face every single day of my life for with that smile I found my purpose and that is to make her smile.

I would make her smile all her life I promised myself that I would never let that pain that anger that sadness I would never let any of them find their way on her face, still looking at her I remembered Mr. chalk word.

If you get closer to her and ended up leaving her it would break her I thought of what to do for his advice came a little later than it should have for I can’t leave her anymore I can’t move an inch away from her from my heart won’t be able to stand it being apart from her for even a single minute, no I wouldn’t be able to stand it for she had become a part of me a part that I can never let go.

Wait is this love, is this what everybody has been talking about, it has to be, nothing can be as strong as it, maybe this is what they call love and I think its beautiful.

I sat close to her enjoying not the food but her presence seconds turned to minute and we still sat there minute turned to hours and it felt like none of us wanted to leave before the other, but then the time came for her to leave she was late she had a part time job and she was already running late she stood up to leave and my heart misses her already.

Picking up a pen and paper she wrote her number down “That my number save it” look at she asked me to save it, but what I said next left shock in both me and her but she just smiled and ran away not that she wasn’t thinking about it but she need to go her education her life depend on it so she had to pick between the two given me answer or postponing my answer for next time.

“Can I save your heart instead for my heart ache for yours” those were the words I said a sentence so easy to say but weighed so much bringing the atmosphere to a total calmness and the little noises of the evening wind to a pause, just like that she was gone.

She was gone leaving me with nothing but hope on what her answer would be, the effect she had on me seem to be over whelming my every consciousness for now I don’t know if I am me anymore.

Am I the same guy who gave up on love after the incident of my mom the same guy who said women was a waste of time, the same guy who always get irritated when they look at him admiringly, am I that same guy ha! She seemed to have change a whole lot of me over the night that right even as am seated here my heart misses her already even when I just saw her some minute back it already felt like she had been gone forever, why does she have to leave why does she need a part time job when I have so much I would ask her to stop she does not need to work too hard to meet up with her education I can cover the bill for her all she just have to do is make those perfect grade she has already nothing more.

l wants to see her smile and be health and fine and not over work herself to the extent of her not having enough time to smile, wait how many parts times job does she have.

I watched this in a movie a girl had a lot of part time job that she didn’t have time for her boyfriend or have even the slightest time to make herself some friends ho! How lonely was she when she made it in life all the friend she would have made gone her boyfriend was taken by another who gave him attention no I wouldn’t let her be like that she has to stop them I can take care of her even if she said no to my request I would still be her friend and take care of her.

Not having enough time for herself this make her lonely bringing the memory back, memories of how she was once upon a time not lonely, memories of her sweet and lovely life all those memories I can’t let them come back to her no its up to me to keep that smile and I won’t let anything stop me not even those part time jobs.

Looking at the piece of paper in my hand I smiled, is this how it feels like to like someone to want someone hmm! she should have asked for my phone ha! she had to go acting all old fashion using a piece of paper how romantic, hmm! Why do I even use an expensive phone if I can’t show it off to people especially her ha! What a waste at least I can call her with it I smiled my heart over joyed.

Ha! I miss her already even when she just left me only some minute ago ha! I really miss her, the sighed just kept coming, ha! what is this who is she what has she done to me, turning me to this person, a person am still yet to know, why does she always leave this kind of effect in me when she’s here I can’t think straight when she leaves, I wish for her back to me to be closer to me.

Clinging on to my every space, why does she always leave me acting like a stranger to my very own self, is this right, does she have the right to do something like this, without my consent, my permission, indicating the very difference in me without a license or permit, making an intrusion, encroachment, usurpation, trespassing my every boundary, making me vulnerable in so many ways.