I am a changed man

I don't want to be attached yet I want to be loved. I despise soapy love yet I want to be pampered. I laugh at girls who cling to guys yet I hold you in my heart dearly. I believe I am mean but I don't want to hear it being said, especially not from you. You who seem to eliminate the perfect world I have built. You whose voice creates butterflies in my tummy anytime I hear you sing.You whose presence makes my heart leap and pound like crazy. You who I can't read. You who makes me go blank anytime you stare so hard. I don't know how you will take it. Cause what you think of me means more to me than what I know of me. To go back to rebuild those walls. To create a new world that does not revolve around you. That which can fight you; was my thought. Yet my heart told me to stick around. Stay and see what may be. Telling me nothing is new and that disappointment is life. Moreover, Coming from you wouldn't really hurt. For I already know you are not mine for the taking. But I enjoy the bits and pieces I get. So I will stay. Even if it's against my rules. I will stay, I won't say I'm in love but I am crazy. For that I know.

Wouldn't call it a planned thing V

Lisa after making that silly comment, kept tickling Thomas' neck, trying to prevent him from falling asleep and distracting him from getting soaked into his thoughts. Thomas opens his eyes few minutes later and they lie there staring at each other in total silence. "You look really handsome and your lips are really pink today, where did you pass before coming here?," she asked. Thomas just laughed it off, leaned in as if he was about answering her and just kissed her on the cheeks. Lisa on the other hand didn't show any sense of resistance. The look on her face said, "It's that all you could do". She drew closer and stare into his eyes and smiled, waiting for him to make the next move. She went ahead to wrap herself around him. Grabbed his hand, laid it on her thighs, to massage her thighs gentle. Thomas is now all in, he grabs her, pulls her closer and kisses her so well. But this time around, she pulls away and pops up the question, " Do you love me?". The End.

Wouldn't call it a planned thing IV

After a while Lisa opened her eyes and saw Thomas still standing. "You can come lie down if you want to", she said. After hesitating for a while he joined her on the bed. "You can switch on the fan if you feel hot or better still take off your shirt, your choice," she added. Thomas took off his shirt when he realized the fan wasn't helping. "Here is a pillow, Sorry for ruining your Sunday morning," she said. She turned facing the wall, viewing her Facebook statuses and giggling. "Come and look at this one", she called Thomas. He drew closer and they watched together and they burst out laughing after every 5secs, as if it were a planned thing. Soon, Thomas got bored and went back to lay in his formal position. "We can watch a movie if you want to", Lisa said. He shook his head and just laid there quietly. It looked as if he was reminiscing or trying to recollect something. Lisa leaned in and whispered, "you can go for service if you still want to". He just turned facing her with his eyes shut and smiled. "As if he is a good boy", she said laughingly. To be continued.

Wouldn't call it a planned thing III

Lisa is now tired and stops trying to wear the long sleeve top all together. Thomas tries to comfort her by giving her a hug. Seems the hug takes much longer than it should. Thomas tries to pull away now but Lisa is still glued to him. So he firmly holds her by the waist, pulls her back and whispers into her ears. 'Why won't you go for the service anymore, you can try another similar top okay." She shakes her head and replies saying, it's okay, I won't go again.'' She holds his hand and puts it back on her waist. Your hand is very warm, I like the way it feels on my body, she says. Thomas starts moving his hands slowly and carefully up and down her waist and she seems to be feeling the intensity of the touch judging from her facial expressions. Suddenly, she pushes his hands off and goes to lie on her bed. Thomas keeps standing looking himself in the mirror for almost 10minutes non-stop. Since, he is not used to awkward moments. It's exactly an hour now when he walked into her room. Lisa lies on her bed with her long sleeve top right on top of her with her eyes shut. To be continued.

Wouildn't call it a planned thing II

Lisa stepped into the washroom as soon as Thomas walked into the room and she asked him to lock the door behind him. She then came out with the long sleeve top and asked Thomas to help her out. For about 5seconds, he stood there just staring. Lisa shouted saying, Hurry up and let's go, we are almost late, Mr. Lustful. They both burst out laughing. Please watch your hands, she added. Since she felt Thomas' hand hovering around her waist area. I never realized you had such a flat tummy, he said. And your body is so soft, anyways kindly adjust your head and shrink your body a little, he added. Did you just ask me to shrink my body?, very funny, Lisa responded. They kept fidgeting trying to get Lisa to fit into the dress. The funny part was that, anytime Thomas' hand touched Lisa's skin she would react in a funny manner. Thomas kept touching on purpose and Lisa looked as if she was dancing to the rhythm. She later told him to stop. Before they remembered, they had a church service to attend. To be continued.

Woudln't call it a planned thing

On Saturday evening, Thomas went to visit Lisa and she mentioned going to a friend's church to witness a handing-over service and that he should come along. He wasn't so certain he could make it but she found a way to convince him and that he shouldn't be late. So on Sunday morning, Thomas called Lisa when he was almost done and about coming over to her apartment so that they could go together. The phone rang on two occasions and no one picked up. Fortunately, on the third time she did. She sounded as if she just woke up but she claimed she was showering and that he could come over. He went straight away to her place 30minutes later thinking she would be done by now. He knocked on her door and she opened up wearing only her skirt. Thomas asked why she wasn't done by now and she replied saying that her top couldn't fit so she was waiting for him to help her put it on. And that was the only dress she felt like wearing. To be continued.

We don't roll like that

Now listen here guy, you very lucky I decided not to go all grumpy on you. Cause my mama thought me better. But please listen up, I ain't like that with you, so you cannot just all of a sudden start acting like "we like that". I mean come on, we hardly know each other or you think we getting it going over some one or two comments on my pictures on IG gives you a go ahead to mess up. Then you got it all wrong cause I'm gonna set things straight right away starting right here. So do you want us to be friends for a start?

When are we going to get pass all that

I see the look on your face anytime you see me. It's like you still have all those thoughts that makes you disgust me up in your head. I know it ain't easy to forget after forgiving but you know I'm not gonna be around forever for you to keep on hating me. And it's quite obvious that my actions do not move you anymore to even talk of my words. I understand your actions clearly cause I would have done worse if I were to also be in your shoes. But clearly, you are better of than I am so I was expecting a little more better from you. I like the way you don't pretend like everything is cool. And I know better than trying to sway you with sweet words cause it would never work. That's why I'm always straight forward with you.

What's up with the attitude lately

Sometimes we just end up losing interest in the things we used to fancy doing at any given time (T). We just look at others doing it with disgust as if we never did same when we were younger. I wonder what actually causes that feeling. Wouldn't call it pride or arrogance. Maturity can be a good explanation when deliberate upon. But it's all part of human nature if you come to think of it. We just don't like the way people dress until we see our high school pictures. Then we start to clean off the judgmental look on our faces. We just hate to see people gnashing their teeth at the sight of food like dogs but then we forget the expressions on our faces when we also hungry and served with our favorite dish. At times, when people burst out laughing, we just shake our heads like they are crazy until it's us and we wish others could also know the reason why we burst out laughing. We all mess up sometimes.