Every time she blinked it looked like a speed light from a camera flashed at me, and every time she smiled, I wondered how someone could be so effortlessly beautiful. But good thing my pride is bigger than my feelings, so I neither greeted her nor nodded my head to acknowledge her presence.
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Love Stories That Never Took Off By Moyo
Fast forward to the resumption in the new year, got to work and he was there. Apparently, he started his training one month before I did but took an early end of the year break. Can’t remember who said what first but that day, I found out we were studying the same course in different universities, lived only one street away from each other and he knew all the songs that were playing from my phone. Nice!
Love Stories That Never Took Off – Introduction
To Love Stories That Never Took Off.
I have been thinking a lot about love. Not the lasting kind, rather, the fleeting encounters that happen that make you consider forever and everything in between but, for some reason, never quite work out.
These encounters usually consist of stolen, memorable moments, bright sparks of possibility and unclear intentions.
I wrote about one a few days ago and shared with my friends/editors. The feedback was great but what struck me the most was how they could all relate, how almost everyone had their own version of ‘’Love Stories That Never Took Off’’, an encounter with a ‘would-have-been’ bae. This got me thinking about sharing my story and other people’s stories on the website and I really hope you enjoy the stories we will be sharing in the coming weeks. So stay tuned and subscribed so you don’t miss them.
I have also gone ahead to put together an apple music playlist for this series – For Love Stories That Never Took Off
This Is Missing
I just realized a problem. It’s the little things I can’t share with you. The little things that only come as a result of situational-conversation, which is often spurred on in a physical setting. What that means is the problem is that, because you’re far away I can rarely share the unimportant moments. The moments that skip my thoughts about the day. The moments that come in a split second and you’re cooking in the kitchen. Or you’re studying something and you remember a fun fact. That is missing.
Never Again
The sound of your voice was what jolted me out of bed. I had just awoken from a dream where you’d surprised me, so you can imagine my joy as my heart started to palpitate. “Perhaps I heard you in my sleep”, I said to myself as I rationalized it like I always do. But who cares you’d finally come back after all this time. The wait, the uncertainty. I always knew you’d surprise me – part of me was furious you didn’t tell me, the other part didn’t give a damn. Finally!!!!! Ahh…
So I rushed out abandoning whatever bravado I had. Abandoning whatever pride I had. I rushed out.
Finally, the two of you had returned, I assumed since the two of you left at the same time. I rushed out. You weren’t there. Neither of you were. It was your sister. I always said your voices sounded alike. I returned to my sleep with a broken heart.
It happened again.
Let me just sleep, at least I know I won’t be disappointed there.
Never again.