To the man that never called

Dear You,
I forgive you for being a coward.

I am not sure if you remember me, but we met once in town; to be specific it was along Robert Mugabe way along 8^th Avenue and Takawira, I think (I am not good with street names and avenues). But yea, that city council area.

You, unprovoked, approached me, in the most-nicest way a guy had ever done. We clicked then and there. I got the impression that you were an open guy and if we ever had something, that something would be great. That short conversation was great and we were comfortable, well, I am not so sure about you anymore, but I was.

You asked for my number and I gave you. I did not think twice about it. You had earned it. I didn’t even think about giving you a wrong one because that is something I do. I give boys a wrong number. I was so looking forward to our late-night calls and chats.

You, you said you’d call. And just so you know, I went to bed that night fantasizing about our future together…kids who looked like your cute self and all. You didn’t call that night but because I sometimes can have patience especially for things (people) I like and want; I hanged in there, with great hope that you will eventually call like you said you would. You didn’t. 

When you didn’t call, I was crushed. Maybe I shouldn’t have been surprised but I was, disappointed too. You didn’t owe me anything but you also don’t get to make me like you instantly and fantasize about our future only for you to decide you won’t play your part towards that. Okay, fine, maybe I went way ahead of myself but dude c’mon!

You don’t know this but what you did adds to the list of my mini heartbreaks. I was so angry and disappointed. But luckily, I got over it quickly but here I am, years later with many more little heartbreaks from guys with the same mind like yours.  

If you read this (not that you will) please write back. I would like to know why you pulled a mean move like that on a girl who was going to be nothing but great for you. I want to know your excuse as to why you didn’t make an effort to make contact. I have come up with a thousand possible excuses for you; but I want to hear it from you.

Sincerely;

Fiks, the girl you never called (do you remember you called me that?)