Me and Actor are on speaking terms now. Well, I guess you could say more than speaking terms; we actually like each other again. Lol. Like I said in the previous blog, separation was well needed. We took that time to build ourselves up as individuals, so now our relationship is stronger than before.
The other day we were in the car sharing war stories about the people that we were talking to. He told me of how him and ___ are never gonna be together. She’s done a lot of things that makes him look at her sideways. And the other chick he was talking to is now a stripper. Needless to say, he’s not giving her another call. I told him of how one guy I was talking to was too shy and I couldn’t deal with it. And the other guy was a pretty boy, which makes me wanna puke just thinking about it.
As I was talking about how disgusted I was with the latter, he just started laughing. I was like “What?” and he continues to laugh.
“What?”
and he says “Come here.”
“What?” (squinting my eye, preparing to sock him)
“Come hereee”… so I leaned closer.
And he kissed me. Repeatedly. While driving. He got skills by the way. Lol…
As I caught my breath, I asked “What? Why are you being gay?”
he says “I missed you too.”
I pull back, folding my arms across my chest and struggle to muster up a “Whatever.”
“I diddd. I missed you too baby.”
Moving all the way to the right of the car into my own little corner, arms still crossed, I said “Who said I missed you? You’re gay.”
And he laughs. “They just weren’t you. They wasn’t it. They’re just not my Akanke.”
This is the part where I’m glad I had shades on cuz I was misty eyed and didn’t want him to see. Hell, I was semi-bawling. I did everything I could to force the tears back into my eyes, but it didn’t work very well. He grabbed my hand and locked it with his. We rode in silence for a couple of minutes… I told him the same; told him that I tried seeing other people, but nobody could measure up to him. It was exactly the same for me. They just weren’t him; weren’t my Actor.
You see, I’ll never admit that I was thinking about him the whole time we were separated (well I guess I just did, but if he asks me then I’m gonna run. Lol) Every guy that tried to talk to me I immediately found something wrong with them. Their teeth were messed up, their eyes were slanted wrong, their muscles were weird looking; any diss you could think of, I probably said it. I just didn’t want anybody else. I tried. I tried to expand my horizons and talk to people that I don’t usually talk to and give people a chance (cuz I’m picky as hell) but nothing felt right. I aggravated everyone cuz I kept talking about Actor every two seconds. They said nothing but I could feel that they were irritated with me… Oh well, they don’t have to deal with me, and I don’t have to deal with them anymore.
Thanx for reading. Until next time... Akanke
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