WISHES

It’s Valentine’s Day and the memories of last night still hunt me, seated all alone guilty of letting the breeze caress me. I could have bared it all, yes! I was tempted it felt like heaven, cool, soothing and engrossing I tripped. I wanted to have that precious moment continue…I had left my room in search of some form of lie, a lie I have told myself over the years “provided my friends are happy, I don’t necessarily need to be happy”.

She had chocolates delivered to her in the most romantic way,

something I had secretly wished for all my life! And she was upset. I do not know how love works in her world but I believe in love and fairy tales more than I believe the sun will be up every morning. I expected her to smile but she didn’t, that was some expensive dark chocolate, neatly packaged like it was meant for a Queen.

 She had many Kings who desire to make her Queen! It was just about getting better when the sound of her ringing mobile phone made me jolt out of my sleep; i tried so hard, kept my eyes tightly shut so that I would not disappear on my bed. She got another gift it didn’t matter what it was, what mattered was that someone was making her feel special. I was truly happy for her but I needed to  get some evening romance and the wind was ready to indulge; wearing my nightie it was not exactly a night wear it was some faded t-shirt and a short skirt that I did not feel comfortable wearing during the day. I stepped out in all confidence hoping the feeling will just go away, and it brought me to this point.

There are few things that I know I would go to any legitimate length to accomplish………

I would give anything to carry a child of my own,.

I want to be a mother more than anything else,

I do not want to be a single mother but here is my confession…

I want to carry within me the exact replica of the man I will grow to love; I want to wake up every day for nine months knowing that the Love I and this wonderful Man share was enough to attract a cute little gift from God.

I want to wake up for nine months and eat for me and the baby growing inside me. I want to be proud to flaunt the consequence of our long moment of heated passion, hours of sweet caress and foreplay, one done without needing to lock the door…the consequence of getting stripped and sent into heaven (some crazy ecstasy), his TUXEDO would be gone just so I get the opportunity if having him pin me down like he were my king……were? Yes he was my King I want to feel like a lost maiden rescued by a warrior and my warrior he is.

#girlfromthesouth