Give Me 3 Minutes and I’ll Make You a Better Lover

Romance is dying out as it seems people are putting more work in proving to the world that they are in a loving relationship than in putting the real love in the relationship. Relationships have been reduced to expressive emojis, occasional phone or video calls, looking good for the gram and so on. Feelings alone … Continue reading Give Me 3 Minutes and I’ll Make You a Better Lover

Crimson

She couldn’t really come up with a reason why she liked Uche. He wasn’t the kind of guy you’d throw a second glance or flip your imaginary hair just to catch his eye. He looked liked your average guy out there. There were no special features, at least not the kind that would have the … Continue reading Crimson

Accidental Sidechick

This is a story of that awkward moment when you realize you’ve been parading yourself as a peacock when you are actually a chick. A side chick. 2012 was a rocky year for me in the dating circle. I made up my mind to stop dating regular boys and go for “church” boys instead. Maybe, … Continue reading Accidental Sidechick

Love and Illusions (Part 2)

"What is this?" I half shouted. He showed me another picture of Tade, a much younger version of him. This time, it was an obituary. I laughed. "What sort of expensive joke is this, young man? Don't make me call security on you." He sighed. "I hate to be the one to break this to … Continue reading Love and Illusions (Part 2)

Love and Illusions (Part 1)

Tade was the answer to my prayers. It was almost too good to be through as I got everything I had always wanted in a relationship. I almost felt like I didn't deserve it. Or maybe I did. After all the bozos I had to go through, I finally got my Boaz. Somebody pinch me!

One More Time

Tonye looked at the party crowd. They seemed to be having fun. She wasn't. This was her first social outing in a while and Tara, her sister had practically dragged her along. She stirred her Chapman and cleared her throat. Tara looked up from her phone. "Why did you bring me here when you'd rather … Continue reading One More Time

The Handkerchief.

I sat in the comfort of the darkness in my room as I held on to the only piece of material that reminded me of him.  I brought the handkerchief to my nose and inhaled deeply.  Our love story had been cut short.  I sighed as I thought of the events that led to this … Continue reading The Handkerchief.

4:22

I kissed him slightly on the lips and lay back in bed. We hadn't really said anything to each other in the past thirty minutes as we lay in bed. He was buried in the match he was streaming online while I tried to focus on the gossip blog I had stumbled upon. I sighed … Continue reading 4:22