It is a disillusionment anyway
I am drunk in love with my lady, take it as you like as it is fictive
That kind of thing is seen in love drama
That kind of thing is seen in romance prose
I was troubled
Starting with the plot organization
The exposition as
The first time we met
She was on her sit
I was caught by her after looking at her for a minute without taking off my eyes
I admired what I saw and thought it was mine
She took the structure and shape of my kind of lady
We couldn't talk much then as time never permitted us as her eyes were captivating like a magnet
It took me unexpectedly as if I had never seen a lady before
And after that
My heart doesn't remain the same again
That kind of thing in love drama
That kind of thing prose Romance
I was troubled
The second time we met
She was walking
I was at little ease but couldn't catch more stares as she affected my heart like venom from a snake
I managed to dialogue with her while trying to compose my composure
I was like…….When she left
I looked back to affirm she had a walking step that could sweep any man off his feet
She looked back again to catch my stare and she smirked noticing I was still standing
And still,
My heart doesn't remain the same again
That kind of thing is seen in love drama
That kind of thing is seen in romance prose
I was troubled
The third time we met
We took the same lift using the elevator
This was the last time we had any close contact
She was on her glasses as usual
It was the first significant love noticed between us
I noticed she was not herself as I was not mine
We managed to converse before everyone went in a different direction
And after this
I knew it was not a one-sided show as I also saw love in her captivating eyes
That kind of thing is seen in love drama
That kind of thing is seen in romance prose
I was troubled
I told my friends about my feelings and they laughed at me
They knew I had the highest composure around ladies but could not understand losing it twice
One of them said; Brother, you are in love
I agreed as I had never felt something strange like this before
Another said; it is infatuation or lost
I smirked
And I wondered after this
If she felt engrossed like me
That kind of thing is seen in love drama
That kind of thing is seen in romance prose
I was troubled
The fourth time we met
It was on a date if I must say
It was when I confirmed that we were connected
We communicate non-verbally
Like body languages
Eyes to the eye, gesture to gesture
There was love in the air
I think
And I wandered after this
If the attraction will last
If the flame of love will burn down after a few months
That kind of thing is seen in love drama
That kind of thing is seen in romance prose
I was troubled
The fifth time we met
It was a goodbye significant
She was to go study out of the country
She took up the challenge to see if we would last months without seeing each other
We only communicated through text, no video or audio calls
We agree to develop each other separately so that we won't lose focus
Still after 3 years
Challenges upon challenges
People came between us
They reasoned our age differences
Complications arise due to tension
Tension arises to climax
Theories were brought out and proving
Now it is anti-climax
We may have struggled
We may have our flaws
We may have disagreed to agree
We may have our differences
We may have our pasts
But we find means to fight for what was believe
We find means to make the relationship work
We find ways to adjust to each other's flaw
Our love grew beyond time
Now it is a resolution
Now that she is still here and never faded
Now that she stood in our last conversation even if I almost lost myself
That act of kindness, nurturing and protection is there
That kind of thing is seen in love drama
That kind of thing is seen in romance prose
I am now drunk in love
Now I only want her for myself alone
As I will be hers alone too
I want to spend the rest of my time here on earth with her
I want her to have my two unborn children for me
I want her to sleep beside me every night
I want her to lay my hands on her
Cuddling her up
I want her insecurity to be history
As my insecurity will be history too
I want her to be my best friend
Discussing each issue for betterment if arises
I want her to have her head on my chest for comfort as she also comforts me
That kind of thing is seen in love drama
That kind of thing is seen in romance prose
I am drunk in love with my lady, take it as you like as it is fictive
It is a disillusionment anyway