Friday Night.


I am not a fussy chick, never have been, so when he asked me what I wanted to do last weekend, I said surprise me. I left it at that. Come Friday night, a sista was getting ready, Maxwell in the background, tried and discarded outfits on my bed, I feel pretty good, after a stressful day at work, I was looking forward to mingling with friends, anyway, my phone rings;

L- hey, you ready yet?
H - err, I can't really decide where I wanna take you, bar hang or catch a film
L - I am not fussed, I just wanna get outta this place tonight
H - okay, I'll call you back....

I hate it when he does this, maybe I am being unfair expecting so much out of him, I mean we are not together but I do love his company.... We ended up at Grafton House a cool spot in SW London, I had a good time but I there was something missing............

Ladies (and Gentlemen) suggest what the missing 'thing' could be.

L.



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4 comments:

Omo calabar. said...

The heart desires, what it desires....just take it slow and c where it goes.

L-VII said...

Aww, thanks a bunch. I am sure trying.

rethots said...

'it' now, whatelse could have been missing?

L-VII said...

I am still tryna find out