A letter to my crush 💌

Dear crush, 

Gosh, how do l even begin this???! I know what l want to say l just don’t know how. But let me start with when we spent that Sunday together many months ago. 

During that time on Sunday, l didn’t realize l was crushing on you until Monday the next day when l spoke about you the whole day. And at that point l wasn’t sure if anything was going to blossom between us. I was almost 100% positive that we would have been one of those people who were going to spend time for that day and never meet again. I say almost because deep down l was hoping that we actually become something. 

It is on that Monday that l knew l liked you and that even is an understatement of the century. What l felt was more than that. I have feelings for you and l highly doubt it is infatuation; l mean surely by now it should have worn off, right? The same butterflies l had from thinking about you on that Monday are still there to this day.

Moments with you are so amazing and surreal so much that at first l thought l was dreaming. You my crush, are making me live my wildest dream. The universe does listen after all. 

Take it back to when we met for the first time. We were not meant to talk for more than 5 minutes, heck, make that 2. You were simply meant to get what you were meant to get but you also got me😂, how lucky. From the small talk we had (because we are nice humans) you said you’d come back and you did and mind you pfungwa dze crush weren’t there yet. 

Fast forward Monday after spending almost the whole of Sunday together l was crushing on you. I couldn’t stop talking about you. I could not control my smile when l thought about you. The butterflies just wouldn’t stop…still the same to this day. Actually butterflies ain’t nothing. Make that a zoo! Okay we don’t have a zoo, make it Chipangali. I wanted more time with you and l wanted more of you. I was looking forward to hearing from you!

From the funny, kind, caring and selfless person you are; what stands out for me and is the most impressive part is that you don’t change who and what you are around me and when with others. Thank you for giving me my flowers whilst I am still alive; you always reassure me. Not feeling like l have to change who l am when l am with you is the best gift you can ever give me. 

I always look forward to spending time with you, hell, every time spent with you is treasurable. 

Sincerely, 

Your public admirer cum girlfriend 😅