#Tales of a single lady
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Please don't mind the little boy's language, he's a spoilt brat. (Lolz) |
He
stood before me saying all sorts…
He
stared at me with the same sexy eyes that pierced my soul whenever he looked at
me a few years back
Sharks!
He was looking so good…still dark ... now shiny… plus a new status quo. He appears better, now famous and with more
money
He
gave his usual hot smile that melted my heart *kai*
‘But
has the man changed?’ I thought. I really can’t say. I have not seen him in a
while
The
words that came out of his mouth were sweet and promising
He
spoke of how I am so different *Huh Huh?*
How
he would love to be with me- again
He
spoke words that I would’ve loved to hear 4 years ago when I was hopelessly,
stupidly and helplessly in love with him
I
would have jumped to the offer, melted in his arms and said “YES!”
He
went on and on…
I
had a naughty smirk on and thought “Thank God I paid more attention this
morning”
Me
was clad in a badht skirt suit that
gave me the Beyonce look
I
put my right hand on my waist and swung my hips to the left shakira-ly
*Its
real dude! Hips don’t lie, and this one tells the truth - that I am hotter!*
I
cut him short and said “Dude, it’s too late. You had your chance and you blew
it. You know how much I loved you irrespective of how you were. But you treated
me like crap. You even said you didn’t love me…We’ve not seen in a while and
here you are again trying to bump into my life…”
He
began to say something and I cut him short
I
waved my arm like the queen of England *Oh! Long live the Queen*
“Sorry,
I have an appointment at 3pm. I seriously need to go. Call me”, I said as I
turned briskly and cat walked away. I
mean, directly away so he could have a clear view of my grown behind. I
walked carefully, stretching my fair/sexy/not too thick/straight and smooth
legs one by one- for his view.
He
thought that naïve girl would never grow into a smart, intelligent woman
He
thought that plain girl would never emerge into a beautiful and attractive
woman
I
had the urge to look back but did not
I
thought ‘there is no need to’
I
already pictured the look on his face: It would be ‘surprised, confused, and sorry’
And
yes, with his mouth opened.
Bingo!
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