I met my first love when I was 12 years old but nothing happened till I turned 15 and it was the most unusual love story, starring a crafty juvenile smooth enough to steal the heart of the softest bulb around the block and one which despite initial external interference at the onset (stemming from ethnic differences), like the family meeting where her favorite uncles kicked against their golden niece and a "Yoruba chewing gum boy" using their dialect to protest against the continuation of the meeting as long as I was around forcing my Bubu to sweetly suggest we stray to our favorite gist spot under a tall fruitful coconut tree on a lonely field where occasional passersby usually complimented us, eventually both families let us have our way, expecting Life to take its course. Myself and Bubu were opposites in so many qualities down to skin color and temperament which sometimes strained our relationship, I remember unleashing beast mode on 2 street boys who Bubu safety and it was eventually Bubu's soft qualities that redeemed the day- qualities which encouraged everyone to try but everyone knew she was mine so we continued to shine until destiny decided it's time

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