My Dear Boyfriend…

I believe am the chic who rocks. I like to believe that to rock means, that am confident in myself and that’s why am humble. I like to believe that to rock means that I can give my heart to this relationship and still retain the confidence to take it back if you’re not worth it. To rock means that, I love you but, I would not be used…I retain my individuality. I would not lose my sense of worth, my altitude or my wholesomeness. You know am not proud when I speak like this…you said these were the reasons you felt charmed by me. I would want us to stay that way. I do not wish to change you. Please don’t try to change me…you would fail and you’d end up miserable. I would have seen through you and would have been long gone.

I am the chic who rocks sweetheart, and am proud that you are my man. I like the stability of our companionship. I am not bothered when I see all these other girls around you because we both know the ground rules. The first is that, trust is a fragile thing and if you mess it up…am not God. I don’t give second chances when it comes to infidelity. You want her…have her. Don’t try to cheat me. This is not an exam. Come to think of it too, cheating is easy…we are classy cos we do the hard thing and that is…we stay faithful. I wouldn’t break this rule…if you give me no reason to. I sincerely want to always be that girl you are proud of. I work myself out in the gym to maintain my bod. I can be untidy (I know…) but, am never dirty. I always stay fresh and sweet… My scent always draws you closer…I know too.

Baby, I work better and am stronger because you are confident in yourself too. You let me pursue my dreams as much as I want to. You know how important my career is to me. You know because, you are pursuing your dreams too. At the end of the day, I like how we sit on our bar (that our special place where the light is dimmed) and then we talk about our day. We talk about our challenges and we feel stronger because we unashamedly talk our talks…drawing courage from our combined victories…and failures.

Sweetheart, I am the chic who rocks and I run the world too…ask Bey. I believe her even if you don’t but, I like how you always want to hear my thoughts on issues. You never hush me…not that I would ever be hushed but then, you ask…that’s important to me. I know that we do not always agree but then, we understand that we are individuals from different backgrounds and we have many other differences. You are not rude to me and although I tend to snap at you every time am irritated, you forgive me when I apologize and we issue rests. You know it is unmanly to raise your hand on me. We know it is a cardinal sin that no one should be asked forgiveness of.

Sweet, you are not perfect and am not but, I love you for loving me and for wining my heart…sure wasn’t easy.I am not in a hurry to move in with you. Don’t be in a hurry to put a ring on it either. We have to be absolutely sure that this is what we want to do without regrets, uncertainties or pressures. For now, I am happy that when you touch me…my soul…you touch me right.

Duty calls and so, I would simply leave this note in your wallet so that when you get to work or wherever and open it, you’d see it and remember that I have this  habit of surprising you. You know, whatever any mistress out there can think or want to do; I always ‘did’ it and so my Sweet, I pray that you smile as you have a great day.

Your sweet.

Share and Enjoy