aaahhhhhh

No, i am not your girlfriend.
No, i am not going to be your wife.
No, you have no right to tell your sister about me.
Making your family believe that there is a future for us.
Getting your auntie to set dates when you will come to my father's house to ask for my hand.
I can deal with one but three a day!!!!
It was fun for a while, but now i feel like i am infested with locusts.
Changing my perception, to think that next time you say hello you will be going on one knee.
I am someone's spare rib and i dont think its you.
So next time you all decide to run around letting the world know about 'US' just because i smiled back at you.
Stop and think, 'am i her one?', or atleast ask me so that i know how to react when you grandma calls me.


PS: I used to envy a girlfriend who men seemed to be after all the time calling her left, right and centre. She said she hated it, i thought she pretended to hate it because i wanted to be like her, i wanted the attention, i wanted to be desired and wanted. But fast forwarding to now waking up to these phone call's, texts, inbox's, face to face talks is making me pull my hair out.Lord help me i do not loss my sanity.