Think about the people missing from your life and how you feel about them.
What we remember and what we forget may reveal more about ourselves than about them. We have photos, letters souvenirs and fragments of memory but our powerful imagination takes over from there.
Retouching old loves is a way of understanding what we want. It helps us find our way to new ones. It’s impossible to know whether the experiences below are about infatuation, true love, lust or something else entirely. But I can assure you that a number of the lines are true life story.
yesterday i at with my love in the most adorable and lovely position and made her pour out her heart of past. i told her a bit about my past love life, but hers was so interesting because i never believed she had a past love intimately.
she is a great lady an will soon a steemian. she poured all out...a beautiful narration that made us to have great love we never had last night.
below are her stories.....
This was about a soldier I met when I was attending Jamb lesson although I had earlier met him when my grandfather was buried because they were hired to keep the entire vicinity secured until the end of the burial. I thought he wasn’t serious when he made his first approach to me. In an attempt to prove that he really needed me in his life, he followed me from his duty position to my home with series of plea to accept him.
I thought about this for days and later accepted to give him a feedback which was positive. I wrote to him and told him that I had accepted his proposal. We became Friends and stayed that way until predestination separated us.
Our love of the unknown compelled us to visit each other even when he is on duty he would always leave his duty position to see me at the lesson center. Our playful intimacy made its home in the little discovered paths, corners, shops, cafes, in their van and sometimes in the tent where they rest dining the day. After my Jamb, I could remember he took me to the salon to make my hair. When we got there, the hair dresser was busy that she couldn’t help me lose my hair. I watched him with smile loosing my hair after which he combed it. In fact, he pat and treated me as a queen that people close by could read the love he had for me at first sight. In reality, he was a mystery to me.
sourceWhen we left each other, that day, I noticed tears run down my cheeks.
Though things didn’t work out for us long term as planned, our time at the barrack left me with the fondest memories of life and love. He cooked for me that faithful day; he teased me and sang lulary for me to sleep. When I woke up later in the evening he told me about him being transferred to Maiduguri and that he would be leaving tomorrow. I cried as never before because I was going to miss him more so, knowing the nature of his job as a soldier scared me.
When he finally left for two weeks, my first long distance relationship was fed on text messages and midnight phone calls until I lost contact with him. For seven years now, I’ve not heard from him but I have this strong believe that he is fine anywhere he is. It will be an understatement to say that I miss him every passing hour. It wasn’t fair that true hearts can’t be together , but always that cheaters and the people that don’t love each other can be together , i cant judge love, that’s the way love is when you find someone that makes you feel complete. Am really missing him. bu i have a love now who surpasses all around.
She is my moon, my goddess and my all... love people that are too open to discuss all.
many maybe hard to pour but at the end must always be the best decision to make.
let us always be open at first to share all we are. love is all about considering all, keeping all and loving all. Thanks for reading.
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