Klynic

...continued from  part 1 The call dropped and Frank sat up on his bed. His mind was still restless from the events that occurred after work hours. The only image that stayed constant amidst his chaotic thoughts was Kaffi. Her beauty still occupied his very vivid imagination; her smile, her eyes, her voice, the way she exuded confidence even when she was being mischievous.  He knew he wasn't supposed to be thinking of her this way, not after what just happened at her place, but he couldn't help it, his thoughts were conflicting right now, and he needed to put them in check before he gets consumed by his lust. Rising from his bed, he walked to the mini-fridge in his bedroom, opened it and withdrew a cold drink to wash down the unwholesome thoughts that paraded his subconscious... it wasn't working. Still clutching the drink in his hand, he wandered towards the TV area and turned on the TV. The screen stared back with "NO SIGNAL"..." How rich,...

Hey Ess,                       I sat and cleaned up my apartment today, seated beneath a pile of my old college books was a picture of the two of us; I just stood, carrying my 1980's fro and a  bland look on my face with the exception of the plastic smile I had mastered over the years, and you, you... my dear, brought life to the picture with your hands that were spread so far out as your hair danced in the wind, while we stood within a frame of the prestigious University of Portharcourt logo, you always wore the prettiest smile I had ever seen in the twenty-five years I had been alive. It was our convocation, and I must say that we had a great four years in school. You are that one friend I feel no pressure around and even though we had our issues back then it was nothing our friendship couldn't weather.              Today, the story has changed, but the love hasn't. The friendship is str...

We fell in love and that was the problem, seeing as we sauntered towards an end that had no beginning. We laced our hearts with a love that was borne of pure lust and eschewed every promissory note of trust. Tee...I'll lie to you if I say I didn't have my doubts when we decided to try. You had your reservations yet the forlorn feeling that adorned your guts motivated you to trudge whilst pushing for a relationship that had no foundation nor a reasonable future we could see at the time. Last night when we waved goodbye and I watched the lights of your taxi trail off , I thought for a moment what my life would be like without you... ...I had no answer, and this really disturbed me. If we were characters in a movie, this would be the scene where a montage plays out, showing different scenes of our show of affection. We would be holding hands , dancing wild in the sun, throwing food at each other as we cook in my kitchen, there'll definitely be the pillow fight and it...