He is getting married

So we chatted today...he is getting married

I saw it coming, he had asked me several times..."Will you marry me?"

"You know" I would always reply.

So, he has always been there, asking "who are you dating now?"
He keeps tab...he knows their names and why they didn't work out.
After a break-up, he would ask again...

When I told him my recent boyfriend is from Akwa-Ibom, he flared up..."You refused Urhobo boy to date Akwa-Ibom boy?"

I thought he had gone....

He is that kind of friend you can do naughty things with yet don't want to marry and when he finally finds love...you feel so bad or is it because I'm 'boyfriendless' now?

Remember that 'Midnight Dance' poem? I wrote it for him...he is a salsa dancer/engineer

I call him artistic Engr

*Sighs*

Sighs? that's some kinda heading?...hmmm

I guess I'm about to rattle again...it's becoming a hobby *sighs*

Yes, I'm still going through heartbreak, the heartbreak no one knows of except...
He still hasn't called! Wait, was I expecting too much? wanting too much?

I JUST WANT SPARKS...between lovers

That's not too much, right?

*sighs* Peace out!

Oh! another thing...

Should I move traffic down to this blog? Yes? No?
I don't know sef...This looks like MY diary....

*sighs*

Purloined

Flicking lights winked from miles away

Loud Music murmured all around us

Gross silhouettes moved in and out of the lights

But, We only heard whispers from the loud voices

Drunk in our large world of  little space

His hands slipped in and out through the bulky parts

Through my veins ran shuddering spasms of pleasure

As  my feet dug deeper beneath the withering weeds

Suspicion of a third party heaved me

My partner was clouded with anticipating excitement

I saw its eyes glowing as it beaked the grasses around us

"A Robin" he whispered.

"What have you seen, Robin?"

Though a cinema but not our movie

This place has long gone past its vaunted glory

The edifice is nothing now but a murk and shadow of its golden history

I remembered the bird's proverb - it listens

If I had my way and one wish from the little invasive Robin

I would whisper in its ear

"Please, tell no one."

So finally, I found a place to rattle... Infidelity

He said "I love you" 

I paused and avoided my baby’s eyes. I knew he was looking at me and…listening.

My heart heaved ‘how did I let this happen?’

He said again “I love you”

I quickly pressed the red button on my phone…it was late!

My baby had heard it and he was waiting for me with this ‘oh’ shaped lips.

Damn! Damn!!

Think twice

“Don't think I can't feel there's something wrong
You've been the sweetest part of my life so long
I look in your eyes, there's a distant light
And you and I know there'll be a storm tonight

This is getting serious

Are you thinking 'bout you or us….”

This I sing again and again….

Baby, think twice