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Ironic. (Heartbreak at Midday)

I had so much to do. The day was moving so slowly yet so fast. I almost yelled hurry up and end but in the same breath I prayed the clock's hands to stand still, I needed more time. Files, work, pressure, motions, lunch, noise, type, think, pressure, hurry, do, ideas, quick, breathe. They all hurled around my brain. This same brain was trying to think, do the magic, the one that thinks up the great idea that wins the client the case. Then you walked in.

 I didn't see you. I felt you. It was so strong my mind momentarily ceased to function. Someone walks in and one looks up; hello, hi, welcome, good day, bye. But you, no. I willed my eyes to stay trained on the papers. Defamation. Malicious intent. Loss of livelihood. Motions. Focus. Focus. Fo... I looked up and our eyes met. Your eyes burned right through me. In a second I knew, you knew, I knew you knew. Your eyes burned right through me, through my heart straight to the depths of my soul. In a haste I bent my head low lest someone see this electricity that's threatening to set the whole building on fire. 

You come in and sit in my line of view. I return my eyes back to the sheets. Focus girl, focus. Remember. You're the one who's going to think up that idea, employee of the month, a bonus perhaps. But all that was out of the window. I sit across from you and unabashedly stare. Could this be you? Could this be it? The one I've been waiting for? My miracle lover? I look at you questioningly. Somehow asking you these telepathically. 

You look at me but quickly lower your gaze... Awww, he's shy. Yes, I always was attracted to the cute shy ones in glasses, but you, you're the king of them all. So answer me these, is this you, the one who'll come and make sense of it all, the salve on my heart's bruises, tears, cracks and fractures. The promised, preordained one? You raise your eyes and meet my gaze, you're just smiling your reassurances and affirmation when footsteps distract me, the annoying kricketykrak of stiletto heels on marble. She comes in. 

Her grin lightening up an already over-lit office giving the 100 watts fluorescent a run for its money, nearly causing me to reach for my sunshades me and setting my teeth on edge all at once. "Hunnieeee" she calls out and just as if that's your name, you shuffle and get up. Why do you get up? Is your name Hunnie *SMH* *RME*? Boss comes out "Thelma how far have you gone?.... Ah Madam, your husband is really taking care of you, oh yes, he's here". 

And just like that my hope comes crashing down just the way I saw the World Trade Centre disintegrate. At the forefront of my mind Alanis Morriset's Ironic aptly plays "it's like one thousand spoons when all you need is a knife. It's like meeting the man of your dreams and then meeting his beautiful wife. And isn't it ironic?". 
        You usher her into boss man's office and some minutes later you both come out. You! You don't acknowledge me, not even a nod, not a wave, not a hesitant wink nor a regretful smile. Your eyes straight ahead, hand on the small of her back you hurriedly lead are out. Why the hurry? Why do you worry? Oh. You felt the electricity too, yes? 

Goodbye my lover. The one that never was and never will be. 


  1. Is this for real? I bet its not,how are you maam?how was work today!

    1. Boo work is awesome! I hope yours is picking up? If it's for real.. most of it isn't, but I had a lot of fun writing it. LOL.

  2. @ thelma pls let go of this obsession to be with a man, honestly you do not need a man to define you maybe thats why God is keeping him until you free yourself completely and know and love yourself without feeling lonely in your own me the man will come when you least expect it
    This frame of mind you currently have it setting you up for destruction, please Im really begging you. I can't say I understand how it feels because I got married really very early but I feel it from my gut that you're on a dangerous path .Ill say a word of prayer for you.


    1. You sound genuinely concerned for me but trust me when I say you shouldn't be. Just like Mariam said, it's more fiction than fact. (Maybe I expect people to know when I write fiction presented as fact and I really shouldn't. My bad.) so this post is fiction, the latest post (things he said) is fact.

      Speaking of loneliness, it's only normal. I love my company but there are times I want to share it with someone else. I hardly think this is being on the path to destruction. There's so much I wish I could tell you, like if I wanted to be with a man then I will be with one, in fact if you follow my posts you'll probably notice that my problem is refusing to be with one and fearing that I will wake up alone one day and regret it.
      That said, thanks for the prayers, I'll say one for you and yours too.

    2. Anony prayer warrior pray for yourself first. Nwando's problem is the exact opposite. So someone cannot express herself without being insulted?
      Nwando dear, nice write up but please stop looking around for what is right in front of you, we all wish you would just allow yourself to love one person without the excuse of not being attracted to him because that's what you've been saying about every guy that has come your way since 2012. We love you and we continue to pray for you.

  3. Anon 8:04 its a phase it will soon pass. I used to have that feeling wen I was single. Thelma I feel u. Mrs M

  4. Lols...nne orube one week o! Lols...anyhoo,just be glad u knew now than later so we wldnt have to give u e-hugs and e-tissue!

    1. Hahahahaha. Sasha Bone you ehn!

      Thanks Mrs M.

  5. LOOL. Nwando haff come again. I knew the facts from the fiction sha.

    & T, I don't think his wife was even half as pretty as U described her....though she should enjoy Le hubby that threatened to turn My T into ash.



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Just checking in to sign the register. Lol. It's been a very busy week and it looks like it might be an even busier weekend. I was hoping to get some writing done when I got to the airport yesterday but I even almost missed my flight. It was hopeless trying to do any work on the plane as it was bumpy af, and this toddler behind me wouldn't stop screaming in piercing shrieks like he was being exorcised. 
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He was my coursemate, crush, then my boyfriend.... he was super
intelligent, smart, tall, dark and handsome. Believe me he got
swag, but he didn't seem to notice me. (I'm a nerd but a sassy one
if I say so myself).  So oneday I decided to take it to another level..
After listening to a song "IF YOU LOVE SOMEBODY TELL THEM THAT YOU
LOVE THEM and watching the season film of The Secret Life of
American Teenagers. ..when Amy Jeugerns mum told her "you are only
young once". LOL that part got me.
Hope you know what i mean?

Though I'm okay with chemistry class I approached him to coach me for
the Quiz that was coming up, we found out that we had this
great chemistry between us.. hehehe both the covalent and
electrovalent bonds....

So one thing led to another till one unusual Saturday. I invited
him to my house and he came. The guy got swag, he even came
with a packet of durex condom.
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