His presence alone intoxicates me

LOLZ.I just  wanna put a smile on your face,and I am sure I just did,I love you deeply and I miss you so much that it hurts,please call me whenever you get home.,I need to hear your voice before I sleep (curled from IG @abiola_a_a)..

Hummm! That was me writing to Timmy,it just comes naturally.I have goosebumps  all over. This loving-loving no be chop and go,..now that "Tiwa Savage all over "is on repeat on my phone.. I look foward to singing it straight into his ears. The peace I feel whenever I am with him is unexplainable and we connect so well. I care less about his pocket really.. His presence alone intoxicates me like the holyghost did to the apostles on the day of Pentecost.

I just want him to be happy for me. Well,that has been my priority ever since I met Timmy at the interview. I remember vividly,how i had left my seat to join him,and then asked quietly," please can i join you", he looked up,smiled at me and replied 'yes you can'.

And that was how the journey began,you know what..#whispers#.I look forward to  resumption time at work, not because I am so into the early morning devotion we do...but of course, i am a devoted Christian, only one thing matters at that time,.his charming smile when he says "hi Bisola"..oh my, i'm melting already and can't even wait for the handshake,I become hot and cold at the same time.

I remember our first kiss,it was all mind blowing and Timmy speaks of it till date, #am bad like that#wink. I can picture outrightly how his  warm fingers ran through me as our lips merges...,it was epic,.. And the rest is history, wanna know what really happened..#lets talk in camera #

But how sad,I noticed, Timmy isn't always as excited as I am whenever we are together ,though,he manages to reciprocate. Once I  am out of sight, its even worse.

I wonder if he thinks about me at all ,do I ever cross his thought,??

No calls, no messages, its one story or the other of how bad his phone battery was.A number of times, I have had cause to check his last seen on WhatsApp, just to be certain he was there,yet,no message from him.

It continued same way for a long time,I couldn't phantom it,but I kept loving him regardless. It hurts and I cried endlessly all to myself,I could only wish a call from him would lighten up my moment. Well,I think he likes me,maybe not as much as i feel.

JEZ!.this is killing.

Now the big decision:I finally made up my mind to be happy for me,yes I love me.

I took a decision not to beg for love. Rather, I want to be cherished like the queen that I am.,I took a decision not to be enslaved to any man just because I love him and he wouldn't just reciprocate,I took a decision to find love again,this time with someone who loves me and my craziness.. Who would take my shit at any time.

You too can take such bold step today..

In recent times,I have had cause to read stories about women,girls, men,guys and love.,which prompted me to write this short fiction today,it's sad to see people being enslaved,feed the guy with their money so that one day he would love her for her..commit numerous abortions all in the name of yes..I love him,or I love her as the case maybe,but he doesn't even care how you feel..

Wake up Dearies ,love isn't hidden, if you are in love,you would know,its powerful enough that it makes you act from within, can I get  testifiers to this??.

When u are being loved,its same great feeling..

Today,I want u to take charge, stop suffering,.. If he doesn't love you,simply walk away..its that simple.,maynot be so easy to do : but  you would just be fine,trust me.

And Dont you dare  forget-------" you are one of a kind,and you are exceptional just like that."

Written by ADEWOLE IFEOLUWA

registered nurse clinician,internet radiohost, Motivational speaker and writer.

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