…TO THAT ONE GIRL;

I’m lost without you. I hate admitting that. I miss looking into those beautiful eyes of yours — The last time I looked into those beautiful, and white-ful eyes of yours, I read the burning fire, and that sent a sensational message down my spine. I want to look into those beautiful eyes, again.

I miss the soft, succulent, and tiny little hands that always put my heart on hold whenever I come in contact with them. It’s a rare one.. You’ve got one of the best one. Yes, I really miss your style of walking; the elegancy, and the modesty. Your accent, and your mode of talking, I also miss. Seeing you express yourself in simple English/Yoruba makes me flutter. You are too good, interesting, and loving.

I miss the precious smile you always give — it always put my heart on a continuous yearning for you. The golden voice you’ve been endowed with, I miss it. The voice that I can listen to for hours without getting bored, instead I get more happier, and livelier, whenever I see you speak. Girl, you are one in a trillion. Too special.

I miss the girl that I was captivated by her first appearance. The simplicity presented her in a unique way, and that’s made her the one after my heart. Her soft approach to challenges with prompt result. She’s really a problem solver. I miss too. Yes, I really miss her.

I miss her. That one girl that I always enjoy watching whenever a writing pen is in her court. She writes so beautifully, and performs wonder with it. The girl with a working brain capacity of wikipedia ×10 — Yes, that’s her!. Every moment is worth spending with her, while savoring our fav. orange juice, and throwing some jokes. I miss her.

I miss that girl that never seems bothered by materialistic things. Yes, all girls love luxurious lifestyle, the rate just differs. The girl that would always make sure I am okay,. even in the face of adversity.

Without digressing, I actually miss that beautiful, and sense-losing face. The face that would make you forget your worries whilst looking at it. The face that always make my day more brighter whenever I see it, and I never get tired of seeing it, till now. I miss your observation knowledge; your act of knowing I have something to say, when I choose not to. You understand me more than words could express/say.

I miss the girl that get memories for simple things. That girl that remember what I said some nights back. I miss her, and I really do. The girl that never get tired of me, even with all my shenanigans.

Dear XOXO, I miss you too much. Where are you?
© Babatunde Olabode “FATBEL".