I Got Lost In The Sunset…
the title being poetic is not intentional
Sunset looked a little too beautiful yesterday.
Sunset orange could easily be my favorite color, I wonder why I’d never thought about it.
It’s probably cause I believe I don’t have a favorite anything. Favorite music? Favorite food? Favorite movie? I love a variety of things at once, I can’t choose. You ask me what my favorite color is in a talking stage and I will disappoint you 🥹
That is how they will ask me about my favorite place because they want to fly me to one lavish resort to do vacation and I will say I don’t have. God abeg.
At that point, I would say the first thing that comes to mind.
*smiles in UAE*
The worst is when I am asked about my spec. Broooo that’s my husband, leave me alone. I’ll know my spec when I meet my spec. You gerrit?
Sunsets.
As I was watching the sky, I started thinking about my life and did not realize the keke man had passed my stop. He said he is not taking me back except I pay him more. So I got down and started trekking back. Fine girl like me. No wahala, I walked. Three minutes in and I haven’t reached my stop. Place that I just pass now now. It started getting dark real fast. One thing I always tried to avoid was walking alone at night because my eyes play tricks on me. Long and short, your girl almost lost.
What happened was, I missed a turn and landed on a different street.
What is in my head is bigger than me, and it wants to carry me to where I don’t know. Overthinking wants to injure me because why would I get lost going to my father’s house?
I want to be subscribed to a soft life abeg 🤧
Sunset feels ideal for a will-you-marry-me sha. Just saying. Romantic novels want to depress me.
Icarus!
It really does 🥰