TO HER COY GENTLEMAN

For the umpteenth time, she gazed at her phone.
Picking it up and hitting the power button to know.

To know if he had come out of his shell at last.
For he had stayed cooped up in his world since 'that moment'.

To know if he had finally remembered her.
For his love seemed like the exact opposite of the textbook lovers.
Neither calling nor visiting to inquire about her well being ever since 'that moment'.

'That moment'

When he had looked her in the eyes and uttered the three words that made her world tick.

Those three words that were like ambrosia to her tastebuds and sweet orchestra to her ears.

Those three words accompanied with a detailed explication of everything about her.

Of her caring heart that glowed in his dark world.
Of her lips which emitted sparks of life which always nourished his vision.
Of the dim windows of her soul (eyes) which saw through his outward display of calm.
Eyes that recognized his pain and hands that stretched out to comfort him.

'That moment' was gone.
And he never bothered again.

At least, that is what she thought.
For every coin has two sides and every story has two narrations.

He was 'different' to say the least.

Too scared to love her deeply lest fights begin and she leaves him.

Too focused on chasing the paper for the system configures him to think that she would only stay as long as the money stays flowing.

Too fearful of her opinion towards him if he called too much or loved too much.
So he puts on a show of 'manliness' to avoid being seen as a 'sissy'

Despite these, he still loves her.

His mind still engulfed with the intense love everytime he gazes at pictures.

The sound of her laughter always ringing in his head as he hustles.
Propelling him to adopt insane zeal at work just to get everything she would ever need before she ever steps in.
For he plans to roll out the red carpet for her to come in when everything is on ground.

To her coy gentleman.

Tick tock and the clock walks.
The seconds hand racing fast and erasing the sweet memories of you from her mind.
The hour hand slowly moving and etching the image of another bolder gentleman into her mind.

The sweet ambrosia fades out quick.
The loud singing orchestra thins out at the moment.

The time to be serious has come.

Time to dispel all fears for perfect love casts away all fears.
Time to shower her with the littlest gifts while furiously pushing to get the bigger things.

Time to remind her why she remains the only girl in your world.

Lord knows your 'mama' cannot hold on to that position for life.
For she is the only girl in your fathers world.

To her coy gentleman.
Your time to be bold has come.
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