It’s the little things. Always the little things. It’s in the way he listens with a smile when you go grumbling about a bad day. It’s the way he holds your fingers and pulls them gently when he notices them twitching. It’s in the way he offers to give you a massage when you’ve been bent over your laptop, writing for six hours straight and he can observe you trying out different stretching positions.
It’s always the little things. Like how he never raises his voice, even in a heated argument. You yell, rave and rant but his tone is always calm and persuasive. It’s in the little love notes he leaves in your purse or connives with your colleagues to drop in your drawer at work. It’s in the way he indulges all your eccentricities without complaint. You’re a handful. Everybody knows that. But he doesn’t seem to mind.
He remembers to ask about your mother’s trip. He reminds you to return your dad’s call after you’ve lost yourself in work for one straight week. He remembers to send money to your little brother after you have made and forgotten one million mental notes to do that. It’s amazing really.
His little drops of love will form a perfectly massive ocean for some lucky girl to drown in. But that girl is not you. That girl is certainly not some serial heartbreaker who has an impeccable track record of ruining every good thing that comes her way.
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Do men like this exist? Months in Lagos have elegantly shoved that fairy tale under the rug for me. But who said prince charming cannot be found in the heart of the ragging forest?. Nice one
Lol! Lasgidi of life.
Thanks dear
Sadly for reasons unknown to me, more often than not, its the good ones that end up at the wrong side of this equation.
Hey! First time commenting here. *clink clink* that’s me clinking glasses. Cheers to you. Lol.
Yeah, for reasons I know not as well, most of the good ones end up on the wrong side of the equation.
And it’s sad. Really. But we keep trying and stay hopeful too. Thank you for being here 🙂
Beaytiful.
A heart like this; o lord do give, I pray.
Ah, Amen o!
Wow…Deep!
Ha. You think?
Thanks
Be forming you don’t know anything coming from you is always Deep!
Lol
You just wrote about me 250 years Back!
So Deep!
LOL!
Err, I’m blushing right here and shuffling my feet nervously.
Thank you for your kind words 🙂
First off, u’re gud.
Secondly, this is wonderful, but I also pray 4 a heart like that for us girls as well.
Keep writing, and remain blessed. 😀
🙂
Amen.
Thank you so much.
God bless you too
funny enough i know someone that fits this bill, but sadly not everything works in the way we want
Sigh.
I know right?
Mmmmhhh Pls,who is this? Don’t tell us,it’s just fiction. But I have learnt one or two things.
Lol. Glad to know you learned a few things 😉
Well, the category reads as fiction na