MISPLACED LOVE
You’ll know someone is THE ONE
If your heart knocks your ribcage when they’re near
This Sandra says
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My heart yearns for you alone
My soul craves you, Ekene
She says
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Anytime I am around you, I feel safe
Don’t you feel same? She wants to know
I nod
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I love you Ekene, I can die for you
Do you love me too? She asks
I nod
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Then Kelvin enters the room, bare-chested
And just like that, I unwrap myself from Sandra
Gawd! My heart is racing.
Written by Alpha Jay
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6 Comments
bixxy
September 27, 05:27hahahahaha…. and then ur hrt began hitting ur rib cage like a prisoner trying to break through his cell bars…. I feel u bro…
AlphaJay
October 20, 12:54Tan Ki U 🙂
Mandy
September 27, 09:01???
This cracked me up. Sandra is busy seeing her perfect man, whereas her perfect man has eyes only for another man.
Story of an average gay Nigerian’s life.
AlphaJay
October 20, 12:53lol
Ken George
September 27, 14:25Wow very insightful. This calls for a deep appreciation of bisexuality and men on dl. U can be married to one person while in love (lust) with another. For gay men its an eternal struggle for balance
AlphaJay
October 20, 12:52True talk!
“Eternal struggle for balance”…..those words thou 🙂