So there’s this guy called Thapelo, and I can’t get over him. I thought I did, but everytime I bump into him, I’m going back to square one. I really can’t date other guys. The ones I try to date, I make sure they look a bit like him, sound a bit like him and smell and smile like him. But the dating thing doesn’t work because they’re not him.
I think about him almost every day and I know that’s killing me, but I can’t help it. There’s something about him that makes me keep on wanting him. The minute I hear his deep and smooth voice, I just melt. I know this is not healthy, but as I said, I can’t help it.
He has a magic touch, touching my whole body as he owns it, and I wish he did. If only I could have just one more whole day with him, I’d definitely go to heaven and kiss God on the head and say thank you.