Love is in the air.
Its scent is intoxicating
Enveloping me all around
Drowning me in its depths.
It is good, isn’t it?
No, it isn’t!
Love is a poison
It kills all joy
And leaves behind only a skeleton
Shadows of the real.
Love is bittersweet
Sweet when you dream it
And it exists only in your fantasy
But in reality, it stings
Much like the bite of a scorpion
It is deadly, like the viper’s venom.
Love changes you
Weakens you, makes you do crazy things
Things you wouldn’t dream you could ever do
Love makes a mincemeat of you.
Bola sighed as she took a forkful of the salad and chewed. She closed her eyes and forced herself to concentrate and enjoy the dinner date. Bayo had been wonderful. She had woken up to a tray of French toast with poached eggs and a cup of tea set beside her on the king sized bed. Next to it had been a card with the words “if nothing lasts forever, will you be my nothing”. Her eyes had misted as she looked up into brown eyes lit up with a smile.
Bayo had insisted on doing the dishes and the other house chores and she had lazed in bed all morning. It was a Saturday and they were both at home. All day, Bayo had pampered her and here they were on a romantic date at one of the finest restaurants in town. Everything was perfect.
She couldn’t get him off her mind. When she had opened her eyes and stared into the brown eyes of her husband, she had seen him instead. He was topless with ripped muscle and a tapering waist with narrow hips, just like he had been in her dreams. It had taken her a few seconds before the full image of her husband came into view. All morning while curled up in bed to a Nora Roberts novel, she had been thinking of him. Memories had flooded her mind making her body shiver from the sensations the memories evoked. She had imagined spending the whole day with him and the things they would have done together.
Tried as she had, she hadn’t been able to shake him off her mind. She saw his face, and the boyish grin, the twinkle in his eyes and the way his brows creased when he was deep in thought. She remembered the way he looks at her, like a child looking at his favorite candy, the gentleness of his touch and his thoughtfulness. She remembered the way he makes her laugh and the silent moments of companionable silence. With the memory came a rush of emotions; nostalgia, longing, pain and guilt. It was over a year and she still missed him and still had feelings for him.
She had thought that with time, the feelings would fade away but time seemed to have had no effect on the way she felt about him. She felt guilty for loving another man other than her husband. When it had become unbearable, she had started praying about it but nothing seemed to be working. She had considered telling her husband about it but she was afraid he would not understand and she might hurt him instead. It had been a huge burden.
She knew that she loved her husband and would not do anything to hurt him but whenever she thought of Sayo, she felt a rush of emotion, tingling sensations running all over her body and a certain fondness and a desire to nurture him. It felt good and it was also scary. If she had any choice, she would rather have wished to spend this day with him.
She jerked as a hand touched her. She had been so lost in thought that she hadn’t heard a word of what her husband her said.
“Are you alright?” Bayo’s fingers were gently caressing her palm. His brows were creased in a frown.
She forced a smile. “I am fine” she replied, “I guess I am just overwhelmed by the special way you have treated me today.”
“You know I love you right?” Bayo said looking her in the eye. It was almost like he knew what she had been thinking “I am glad you are my wife and that I get to spend the rest of my life with you. I promise to always love you”
“I love you Bayo Adeniran. You are a good man, the best man that any woman would wish for” her voice had been husky as different feelings washed over her. She felt a deep admiration for him and fondness. Still there was a yearning and a void inside of her. She wished she could love him with all of her and she had been trying to love him fully in the last one year. He deserved a woman that would love him and cherish him and give him her all. She felt like she was cheating on him and that made her feel horrible.
He smiled then and she felt warm inside. He had a really cute smile and small pink lips that were made for kissing.
A movement caught her eye and she froze as her eyes settled on a pair of black eyes that were set in a face that was well chiseled with square jaw. Her heart stopped and then picked up at a faster rate as her eyes moved downwards to well-shaped mouth, the sight of which triggered memories of the pleasures hidden in them. He was dressed in a patterned tie and dyed top over black jeans and a pair of black suede shoes. Her eyes moved upwards but this time all she saw was taut abdominal muscles and ripped muscles and a low riding jeans with tufts of hair above the waistline. She swallowed convulsively and blinked rapidly to clear the image.
He was walking towards her now and she couldn’t take her eyes off him as he strolled leisurely towards their table.
“Hello Bola” he said in a low baritone voice that made her tingle down beneath. He had the sexiest voice ever and the things those voice had said to her! “Happy valentines”. A look passed in his eyes, one she couldn’t place, and it was too transient for her to figure out. He extended a hand to her and she took it in hers. It was soft and supple.
“Hi Sayo” she replied “happy valentines. Good to see you”
Sayo’s eyes lingered on hers for a moment and she saw him swallow, his Adam’s apple bobbing up and down. He turned and greeted Bayo, shaking him and making small talk. Although he was not looking at her, Bola knew he was following her every movement from the side of his eyes.
She watched him walk away and her heart followed him. She hoped for one last glimpse of him as he reached the door but he didn’t look back. She sighed and returned her attention to her husband.
Outside, Sayo leaned against the door and took a deep breath. He hadn’t been prepared for the emotions that were aroused in him at seeing her tonight. She looked every inch as beautiful as before and still had that glow. He sighed as he clenched his fist stilling his hands from shaking.
He wanted her. He wanted her badly and it was an ache that reached deep into his soul. He had loved her with all his heart and he would gladly have gone to the ends of the earth and back for her. He had never loved any one as he had loved her and it had been scary and mind-blowing at the same time. He never could believe that he could live without her.
The months apart had helped him deal with the pain of losing her and he had begun to think he was over her. But when he had tried dating again, he realized that he had not gotten over Bola.
His six month old relationship had just ended that night. Feyi had told him she was no longer interested because she knew he loved another. He had been shocked but he hadn’t been able to deny it. Feyi deserved better and he knew he would never be able to give her what she wanted.
He wondered at the twist of fate. His relationship had ended on the same night that he saw the woman who was the reason why his relationship had to end.
“Sir are you all right?” the guard at the door interrupted his thoughts.
“I am fine, thank you” he replied opening his eyes.
He walked towards his car in the parking lot and drove home.