APPLICATION TO BE THE LOVE OF YOUR LIFE

I heard there was a vacancy in your heart; I heard you were searching for the love of your life, someone to spend the rest of your life with, I believe I am the right fit. I know you are single because you didn’t have a ring on your finger the day we met and I have stalked you tirelessly on Instagram to know. It’s a good thing, because I’m single too.

I saw you for the first time at Sweet tooth confectionaries. You walked in, looking like Nyemar’s bank account, -overwhelming, striking and impressive. You bought two scoops of pistachio flavor ice cream with waffles. Is it weird if I also noticed that you paid with a savings account of a First Bank ATM Card?  

I waited for the sales girl to get my balance while I looked at you from the corner of my eyes. I caught you looking at me, I smiled and you waved. I felt colder, the AC was either increased or you waved goose bumps onto my skin.

 You asked if I was waiting to get my balance and I nodded. I wasn’t sure what you said after that, I could see your mouth moving but I was distracted by your full eyebrows, thick lashes, and God given Pink lips. And your eyes! How can one person be this handsome? [Dear God, this is unfair]. I hope this does not affect my application negatively; it’s not my fault that you are a walking distraction. [One I wouldn’t mind indulging in for the rest of my life]

 Your skin was so smooth; it deserved to be an ice cream of its own. I came back to life when you reached out to shake my hands and said your name was ‘Mario’. Yes, if you were an Ice cream, Mario would be the name of the flavor.

I shook your hand and I had a brain fart. I forgot my name. I had to think of my own name. {Really? Who does that? Or rather, how does someone do that to you?]. I remembered my name, but you laughed and thought it was fake. [Attached is my birth certificate]. Kindly confirm.

‘Nice to meet you Bella’ you said as you took your ice cream to your seat. I smiled and said ‘Nice to meet you too’, in my head, I was screaming ‘TAKE MY NUMBER!’ but I guess you thought I wasn’t interested in you because of the name ish. [Stupid Me]. Well, now you know how I feel.

I put my investigative abilities to good use and searched for you on instagram, Facebook and twitter. I finally found you on Facebook and instagram. [Zuckerberg be praised]. There was no wife, no wife-to-be, no children, no baby mama, no side chick. [It felt weird for a while until I realized you preferred to keep your private life private- Just the way I like them]

 I liked one of your pictures and you followed me. You slid into my DM and we talked. [Banky W be praised]  P.S: You have an even more intelligent and beautiful mind.

You caught feelings and I have been catching them too but somehow, you’ve never believed I loved you and for some reason, I have not been able to explain the events of that day at Sweet Tooth and how I felt. Maybe, just maybe this will clear your doubts.  

NOTE:This is fiction.