I
never knew my life was boring until the day I met you.
You
see for those who don’t know me, they usually mistake me for this introverted,
soft spoken, shy, down to earth little miss lady. The truth is, that is not all
about me! There is the crazy, daring, full of life, adventurous, liberal,
soccer fanatic, outgoing damsel hidden. Tag along, let me walk you through.
It
was during one of my many soccer escapades that saw me reach Dar Es Salaam to
attend a charity event and the launch of Arsenal Tanzania to the world. That’s
when I first saw him, dorn in his Arsenal Jersey. He looked so young, so
handsome, so charming, so loveable, so strong, so tall and yet so delicate. He
turned my world downside up.
Sweet
memories flood my mind and you can’t miss a smile curving on my lips every time
I flashback at our first real conversation. Our first giggle, our first photo
together, our first meal together, our first Saturday together, our first
weekend together, my first ever dance with him, our first walk on the shores of
Indian ocean, our first kiss, our first night together, ooh what a time to be
alive! During all those moments of firsts, there were moments, exceptional moments, special
moments that I will live to cherish all my life.
After an amazingly, eloquent, curtain-raiser
and yet short address to the larger gathering back in the children’s home,
every lady wanted a photo-shoot with this Mr. handsome. It goes without saying
that I too wanted a snap with this fine-looking, American height gentleman at
least for memories’ sake if not for a souvenir. This turned out be an
icebreaker, and a conversation starter. Ever since, time has gone by, each gone
back to their home country and I cannot seem to get enough of his limited Skype
chats and Whatsapp hearts-to-hearts.
I
miss your voice at every tickling of the second hand. Your hearty laughter,
your gorgeous eyes, your lovely smile, your generous ones-to-ones, your soft
hug, your unending rich stories, it got so addictive, so engaging that within
no time it was time to bid our farewells’. My new found love was leaving. He
was going back to his country, a country
crowned for its fast growing economy, a country with the cleanest city in
Africa, a country renowned to have the most beautiful ladies in Africa, a
country despite the dark days of genocide, rose to the occasion and now one of
the pacesetters in Africa. He was going back to Rwanda, what a sad moment to
recall. I terribly miss you love.
This
day, May 26, 2017 marks exactly 5 weeks and 6 days since love was borne in my
heart. In my heart, a decision was made, a decision to give love a chance. Our
encounter, the emotions, the pinky swear, the confessions, the endless promises
we made by the shores of Indian Ocean, the time we spent together at Club
D’Elegance, the ‘don’t kiss and tell’ moments that we had. All these
makes me feel special, the thought of you brightens my day and nights more than
the sun and the moon. Baby don’t let what we have fall apart.
And
every night, as I sit on my bed and read my bible, as I whisper a prayer to God
to take care of my family, friends and country, I never miss to give a special
mention to God about you. I say a prayer to God and ask him to guide you, to
help you make right choices in life and hope that I am one of the right choices
that you’ve made. I acknowledge that love does not come every day, and now that
I have you, I don’t wonna loose you.
You
know, as soon as I wake up, I check my phone, hoping that there is a message
from. If there is only one thing that I
want to change about you, is that ringless finger on your left hand.
I
love you my Rwandan beau.
Yours
forever,
Xoxo
Lisa
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