to the part of me that i'm yet to meet

things to look out for, with lots of pictures.

I'll start with this. I dip my bread inside my tea oh. If you think it's gross, that's your L. Let me add to that, anybody that still finds dipping bread inside tea weird really needs help. I'm not sorry, take it or leave it.

Lyrics excerpt:

i care for you and I will for ever

that was my part of the deal…

Please, we'll share the kitchen. I hope you don't mind. It'll be fun and romantic. We'll make meals together, and clean the dishes together. In any case where you're stressed and out of function, I'll happily treat to to a Queen's full course meal. These aside sef, we'll get to steal glances at one another, probably while I cut the onions, and you whisk the egg. We'll lock eyes in between, and then you'll tell me “stop nau”, half mindedly, your lips shying-ly curved. When you decide that isn't working out, you then pout and stop whisking the eggs, and the say “Seun stop nau, we’ll not have dinner this night oh”. I'll then smile and intensify my advance. I take the egg from you and sprinkle some on you, and then you exclaim, surprisingly of course, and you'll take the onions I was cutting and throw the whole thing at me. And then, boom! Food wars!! We'll go at each other with all our elubo, lebu, semo, baking powder, flower and every item throwable. And when we've both knocked each other out, we'll look at ourselves like mumu and start acting like adults again. We'll then clean the kitchen together and take cereal, cornflakes? and spend the rest of the night netflix-ing and chilling. Don't even let me get started on how we’ll bathe ourselves with foam while we try to clean the dishes *inserts crying emoji. If you read all my articulated delusions, omo it's either you try gaan or you're just like me, an overthinker with imaginations the size of the Pacific.

I'll make it so that each side has its own channel for charging, so we won't have to make a fuss about who gets the side with a channel. Just in case you care about it sha.

My love languages are as follows;

• Physical touch

• Quality time

• Sending of spams (face cards, fit check, etc.) randomly. Idk, I want to see you everytime. Those close up pic that makes your face look goofy and funny, but cute too. I'm being convinced that every girl has a buck load of these, lol.

• Texting without any definite reason.

• Exchanging playlists.

• Exchanging Bible verses, sermons, prayer points…

• Gifts too.

Any further addition will be made as I journey the land of me.

I might tend to talk too much when I get comfy with you.

Thank God I remembered, please like kdramas and animes, so we'd binge them together. I love cats and dogs, we'll probably have both, if you don't mind that is.

I'll write you handwritten letters from time to time, and hold self declared valentine days just to show you how special you are.

Every love song I've written, or will write, are all about you.

As we no do prom for Naija, I'll want to organize one just for my own experience. Will you go to prom with me? We could hold it in our living room. Just the two of us. I want to know what slow dancing feels like. I want to know what falling in love over and over and over again feels like. I want to know how holding hands feel like. I want to know what it feels like to lock lips with somebody you love. I want to know what it feels to go on dates. Will you accompany me on these ridiculous journeys of mine? At this point, I couldn't resist the urge to play Frank's White Ferrari. I even imagined us slow dancing to it, or one of Ed's music. Or we could afrobeats and dance to Damola’s songs. Or should we just make a DJ's mix with it all, lol, idk.

I want somebody to pray with. I want somebody to sing to. I want somebody that loves God more than anything and anybody else. Will you be these persons to me. Have my back where I'm lacking. There's so much to say, but time not enough.

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…we could vacay, there's places to go.

I have tons of artists I want to share with you. I feel like I'm the only Nigerian that listens the these guys. We'll rewatch old Disney works and Pixar together. I love how honest, and less delulu this letter is becoming. You'll probably catch me with a camera everytime. I want to save and document every moment with you on tape so we'll sit and watch it when we become all grey and wrinkled.

Entergalatic, Elemental, To the moon and back. These are my comfort movies at the time of writing this. Hey, we could add Lauv’s rendition of Elemental’s theme song. It is lovely.

We'd visit a Van Gogh exhibition. And maybe if I take a liking to classical music, we could do opera. We'll travel a lot too. I hope this wasn't a hassle to read. Byeee.

*curtains close