By Gbemileke Anthony
I saw you several times, and I did not take note,
Then you sought me out and made small talk.
I did not think much about our boring, short and somewhat awkward conversations.
But then, I began to look forward to your “How are you?”
I began to expect a message from you at odd hours,
I started checking out your profile,
Trying to make smart, seemingly innocent comments on your status,
I did not want to be seen as pushy or doing too much,
I wasn’t the type of girl who forced herself on a guy and I was not going to start with you.
So, I made small talk and looked out for you whenever and wherever I could.
Images of you would drift through my mind throughout the day and I would joyfully imagine us together.
I would sit and wait for you to call.
This lasted for two weeks and I did not even know when my “affections” moved to another.
I shifted my attention from you and I quickly found another prey.
I honestly cannot explain my fading fascinations or why my heart is fond of fleeting affection.
