Almost A Lover

When the sky opened in the wildness of no say, there was a beautiful young lady whose tribe was unknown to me, but she came from Uganda, it shined to out compete her skin color even before I released that she was almost taller than me, that’s when I proved that black is beauty, Marie is the reason why all gates of beauty contests host her as a guest in inspiration for the participants, when I met her besides the flower garden full of roses, I had a painful cannula on my left hand side were an inching scar positioned. ‘’ hello gentleman, you look uncomfortable and lonely, are you ok?’’ I looked at the young lady whose confidence was enumerative more than mine, she grabbed my hand and gently removed the cannula, ‘’ well, I set you free, fill strong, any way I learnt about your last doze, that’s the reason I saw no use of that hectic cannula on your muscular hand, hey! Good bye.’’ really! Oh no! she had already left when I thought of hugging her, in my imagination, had I been Romeo, I wouldn’t have left her go without a kiss, just like he did to Juliet, love at first sight, she wrote in my palms, ‘’ I love you’’ before I thought that I was dreaming even when I portrayed her intoxicating romantic eyes directly in mine, I couldn’t believe it. Though today I feel that I hurt someone’s feelings, in a heart break ,I just feel guilty, master of days, please draw a physical flashback.