Make The choice, Make the move

This is for the married and those in relationships. Those who are in one mentally and psychologically but do not want to admit it physically. The ones in love secretly and are afraid to confess their love because they fear rejections. Those who have made up their minds about the girl they want in their life but are afraid to hurt her.

Think about your girlfriend or that girl while reading this… her infectious smile, her polite eye, ever mischievous look and her soft and naturally coloured lips. She has no dimple but insists that there is one forming on her right chick. She is obsessed by your dimple and will always act strong around you.  Flawless in her 5.2ft height and her little chipolata toes that she always hides in her canvas shoes. All you see is perfection and God’s favoritism during creation.

Always in constant communication and on your back even when you throw her the silent motions. With your bad days and attitude, she tries to be the perfect girlfriend/ girl friend. She tries to keep you thinking of her; but you never start the conversation.

Think of how many guys want to be with her… chances are she knows of two and there are three more who show sign and countless are the ones she does not know of. But she still call you to say goodnight. No this is not to make you feel jealous. You are the one who has her attention and the one who knows when her men-senses are here. These I believe are the most embarrassing moment of a woman to talk to a man about.

How many guys do you think are in love with her smile? Cheeky and full of life. Smile, bright enough to make the full moon darken and her popping cheeks that she hides. She smile even when you see the pain in her eyes; at the gate man and the massai newspaper vendor outside your office.  So awe-inspiring you are afraid of your manhood being stripped away when she is snatched from you; yet you are the proudest being when dinning with her.

Darling SHE CHOSE YOU. You might not be the man in the white BMW, or the guy with the cubical divisions on the stomach. You are not the guy in the neat haircut and the sharp attire in the room. You will not take her on a vacay in the white sands and to see the wild animals nor buy her the latest digital gadget. But still she chose you. To her you are the most perfect guy in the world.

She does not require you to rub her feet when she is tired, she does not need a meal from that glitzy restaurant. She just wants a smile back when she sends one your way. She wants the eye contact that says I appreciate your presences here today. She wants you to uncomplicate things and let her run into your arms when she is in dismay.

The perfect girl fit for your life. The one you want to call when things go west and when you feel gay. Despite you, not talking to her for the past two days, she still picks your call and brings out her best voice. As common notion might precede the case, she is the one with low self-esteem. She is the one who is keeping herself in the boxing ring that she is clearly loosing. But the reason she is still there is because she is waiting for you to realize what is in your plate. Be true to yourself and set her mind free.

You are afraid to be with her because we ourselves feel that what we are doing is just a drop in the ocean. But do you ever think the ocean would be less because of that missing drop? Place the drop in the water mass and make it an ocean. In Eleanor Roosevelt’s words: The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams. Best believe in your dreams before another man believes in his.