You call me a boyfriend snatcher. Well, let me tell you how I snatched your boyfriend. Maybe you might learn a thing or two. Truth is, I never really set outto snatch him. You led him to me. I know you are wondering what I mean, so I will explain.It started out as a casual friendship. But I observed that he was different. The kind of ‘different’ that makes you get interested in a person. Not because of how he dressed, no, he was just a regular guy, physically. But from the way hethought and talked about things and how he carried himself, I just knew this man was different. He had depth.You, I guess, did not know that. Or if you did, you disregarded it. You probably just saw him as ordinary because he was your boyfriend and he had no halo on his head. I saw him as special and he was not my boyfriend.Whenever we met I would engage him in a casual conversation and we began to know each other more. I discovered that he was simple. Where were you allthose times? He would later tell me that you were actually in some of these meetings but you said you did not want to be seen with him in public. That it was not yet time for that.To be candid, I was surprised because that is what guys tell ladies. I have never heard of a lady telling a guy who she knows is really in love with her thatshe does not want to be seen with him when she does not have another boyfriend.Even when a guy is still ‘toasting’ a lady and he is all over her, she does not shove him away. She will be the one letting her friends know that he is a ‘toaster.’ However, you probably had your reasons but as you can see, it obviously did not turn out well for you because, today, I have him and you call me the boyfriend snatcher. His simplicity drew me closer to him. He was sound, knowledgeable and purpose driven. He knew what he wanted in life and that guided every decision he made. He cared about little things - those things that most folks would forget.
He focused more on such things. He made me realize that when you take care of the little things the big things will take care of themselves.When he was angry over something, he spoke calmly. He hardly raised his voice. He said there were other ways to express one’s anger besides shoutingat the other party and not once has he shouted at me. Not even when he was very angry over something I did wrong. Who wouldn’t want a man like that?I did not know you, at least not at the time when I was getting to know him. I really did not prod further after he told me that you were not comfortable with being seen with him in public. When I finally got to know you were the one I recalled I had seen you a few times in those meetings.Well, the more we talked, the closer we became. Like they say, communication is the life blood of a relationship. We were becoming friends. As our friendship deepened, we started calling each other. They were just casual calls at the beginning.Will you be at the meeting today?Have you gotten home?How was work today?I hope the traffic was not much?Then we started visiting. The first time I went to his place was when he offered to drop me off after one of our meetings but he was going to stop by at his place for a change of clothing since he had another appointment to keep. I wasn’t having any other plans for the day, so I obliged him.I know you want to know if anything happened while at his place. Sorry to disappoint you, he is a gentleman. Nothing happened.Then we left his place and he went to drop me off at my place. When we got to there, I invited him in but he asked for a rain cheque since he had an appointment to keep.Yes, I know he is not an angel. He is a man. He has his shortcomings. But he isup there among the best. Not in terms of money, but in terms of character. Hemakes a decent income like anyone else.With time, we became closer than casual. We would watch movies together. Not just at the cinemas but also in his place. We laughed and played together. I became comfortable with his arms around me even when alone and sometimes while watching a movie, I would lie in his arms as we both lay on the couch in his sitting room.He has blood flowing in him. I did not need a prophet to tell me that. I knew from the way his breathing increased when we lay together on his couch and how he would wrap his arm around me and hold me a little tighter than normal. But he never went beyond bounds. And the moment I told him I was not comfortable, he would relax his hold.Was I ever angry with him? You bet I was, several times. There were times when he failed on something we had agreed on. Times when he would have said he would come pick me up at a particular time and he would be very late. I would be mad.But I never took it out on him for long. I just couldn’t do that. His good sides over-compensated for his mistakes. I would be angry for about 5 minutes then I would get over it and we would be best of friends again. He was always quick to apologise, by the way.He had taught me to work contrary to my emotions when I got angry. He termed it counter-emotion- doing the right thing even when you don’t feel like it. During such times when he knew I was angry he would open his arms for a hug. Even though that was the last thing on my mind, I would reluctantly put my arms around him still sulking.He would place his arms around my waist and pull me in till I was fully pressed against his chest. He would give me that tight embrace and keep me pressed against his chest for another minute or two while telling me how sorry he is for doing whatever he did wrong. In a strange way the anger will just melt away.He told me how you, on the other hand, will never let him hug you even when things were good between you. And when he did something that annoyed you,you made him feel sorry for himself. He dared not even ask for a hug at such times.He told me how you walked out on him a few times because you were angry over something he had said. Girl, that is harsh! How can you walk out on a man? Any man. Don’t you know how men are wired? Their ego is high up thereand when you walk out on them, you kill them.No. You sit down and talk it out. That is the right thing to do. Worst case, you go silent and just let him do the talking if you are that angry. But never ever walk out on a man, let alone one who you mean so much to, one who loves you. It only makes it hurt the more.He loved you. He told me so himself. But you pushed him away with your attitude. You pushed him away with your “smart and intelligent” attitude. Now,you call me a boyfriend snatcher.Sweetheart, I did not snatch him. You threw him into my arms. You made him open to other ladies and I just happened to be walking past when you did.I know you may think I am sounding desperate but I am not. I have been in several relationships before and I was the one who ended most of them. Only a few was ended by the guys I was dating.I am not desperate but that does not mean that I will lie to myself that I don’t need a man like some ladies say these days. I need a man and I know it. I need a man who complements me. Yes, I need a man.I need a man to share my dreams and visions with and also help me in accomplishing them while I do the same for him. I need a man with whom I will be greater than when I am alone. I need a man with whom I will raise godly children that will fear God and serve humanity.Then I think of the fringe benefits; a man who will place his arms around me and hold me for the next twenty minutes; someone who will whisper sweet loving words to me; someone whom I can have great sex with and not feel guilty afterwards; someone who will tell me how beautiful I am even when I am 9 months pregnant and ready to drop; someone whom I can fight with and reconcile with a hug (yes, that is also a fringe benefit). Yes, darling, I may not be desperate but I need a man and I know it.So when, that evening, he called and told me he had something to tell me and that he would like for us to meet at a certain restaurant, my heart paced a littlefaster. I could tell what was coming. He was already in love with me and I knew it. But I was going to hear him out.The following day we met at the restaurant and he told me how in the past few weeks he could not take his mind off of me and how I filled every part of him. I was excited within me. I loved this man. Loving him was easy. And hearing him say these words took me to the clouds.He said he would like to commit into a formal relationship with me. He wantedto be the special man in my life and that I was already the special person in his life, anyway. He said he had already seen what he wanted in me and it would be a great honour for him to be my man. That he was ready to meet anybody I wanted for him to formally introduce himself to them if it was necessary. Just so I could know he was serious.Deep within, I could not contain myself; but as a lady, I just did not show it. I feigned surprise and asked him to give me some time to think about it. Think about what? That was me just being a lady.Every two or three days he would call to ask me if I had considered his request. Two weeks after that meeting I told him I was ready to commit into a relationship with him.That, my dear, was how I snatched your boyfriend.
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