Cyber Flirtation

I met this chick on FB

Sweet cute fluffy cheeks

With mini round buttocks and curvy hips

She had a bubbly personality

I could tell by the smile of her pretty lips

In her beautiful images

Her pretty pics

That was around 2008

We started with a chat as FB friends

Then our chats got hot and steamy but we remained as friends

Her funny but intelligent persona would mesmerize the core of my soul

Juxtaposing

Altering

Rearranging my mood swings

Rejuvenating humour on the palm of my soul

It was always a pleasure for me to treasure our chats

Because her humanity

Had special connection with the human in me

In the advent of time

We agreed on a special meeting

But before then

It was just chats and all that

It wasn’t long before I discovered that she was from the middle class

The low self-esteem in me couldn’t permit me to partake in that meeting

I sent her from pillar to post

With retarded excuses at most

But with the inspiration I drew from my peer’s motivation

I accepted her invitation

But the rendezvous was too much for me

Because she suggested PE

I was broke at that time

I couldn't afford to pay a fee

And my pride could not allow me to have her as financier

I turned down her offer even though I felt like a moron

She gave me a middle finger and said: “Don’t say I never made an effort!”

But my conscience tells me that deep inside her heart, she said: “I’m not your surrogate mother, neither your soul mate or provider, nor your clandestine lover.

I’m in it for fun. Just to pass time. And leave you stranded with broken heart thereafter.”

In the advent of time

‘Cause only time can tell

Time passed

Time left the lad in me stranded in stagnant motion with no progression

Time cursed

Time damned this lad

Time left this lad lingering on the gates of hell

Couple of years later

When I was paying servile duties in the security department at Cape Town International Airport

Exactly during the 2010 Soccer World Cup

On that evening, I was kickin’ it night shift

I longed for lunch break

To break the fast at KFC hence I got paid

The right time eventually arrived

Time came

Time for break

Time to break the fast like I’m insane

And in the midst of my journey

I was stroked by the familiar face

She looked pale underneath the dim and bright lights of Cape Town International Airport on that winter evening

That winter night

Our eyes met as I was trying to decipher her image

And we recognized each other simultaneously

She burst out with laughter

She was walking with her friends

I ran like a tiger

I couldn't face her

I felt ashamed

Partly, due to my occupation

But my conscience tells me that deep inside her heart, she said: “I’m not your surrogate mother, neither your soul mate or provider, nor your clandestine lover.

I’m in it for fun. Just to pass time. And leave you stranded with broken heart thereafter.”

Maybe my conscience misleads me

Maybe she saw a gentleman in me

Three years later

I saw her picture with a huge belly

And I knew

That she’s gone