By far I have descended into details. And a greater number of things that have not satisfied me like the rains do the Harmattan.
Maybe, one day I will evince symptoms of patience, and adjust my expectations. I am restless in my movements, often a solitary wanderer in the company of men. By accounts of my resolve, I wish you were bold enough to be yourself, and not change so often that we lost track of who we were, and our place in this world.
O nce upon a time: this is how I want to start this article because it’s exactly how I see our life— a story I didn’t see coming.
When you showed up in my life, you were everything I wanted, yet I still couldn’t let myself easily fall into you. Not that I am a pessimist, but you just seemed too good to be true and I didn’t let myself fall for lofty hopes and the possibilities.
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