This is for all the good times I enjoyed with my secret lover. Yes, I’m admitting it now, I’ve had one for many many years..
This relationship only brought me extreme happiness and fond memories. I still remember how I used to furtively check the time while helping out the children with their homework; I’d steal a glance at my watch longing for our daily dates then I’d rush quickly – literally running outside 🏃♀ – in anticipation of the strong emotions I’d feel whenever I feast my eyes 👀 on my lover ☺…and because being one minute late meant I’d be stood up!!
I didn’t mind this zero tolerance stance because of the flexibility I was allowed: my love never missed a date, followed me everywhere even to Lebanon 🇱🇧and didn’t mind if I was too busy to show up !
The other thing I enjoyed about my ❤: I could be myself, I didn’t have to dress up 👗for our daily date…casual outfit, no salon visit 💅
How convenient is that!😊
How did I manage to keep this relationship going on for so long? Honestly it wasn’t arduous despite my ❤‘s dynamic schedule (a fluctuation range of one and a half hour plus or minus ) for I was fortunate we lived conveniently near the Corniche so I cleverly timed my routine jog according to our daily dates 😉
Our relationship came to an abrupt halt when we relocated to a new house, quite distant from the Corniche…just like that 🤷🏻♀️
For all those waiting for me to reveal the identity of my secret lover, sorry to disappoint, no juicy info : it’s the Sun right before it sets…
Well it must be something really out of this world to be able to compete with my hombre