LifeSightsSound

Sitting down facing the window as the rain poured down in torrents…. my mind went back several years to that night, the rain storm the red rose and a tear escaped from my eyes.

Bode and i met at a bridal shop, my bestie was getting married and needed to pick out a bouquet for the wedding. he was with a couple of guys, i cant remember who was getting,  but one of them was and they all came to the bridal shop together.. they were a noisy bunch, making fun and laughing, our eyes locked 3 times, yea i remember 3 times, the 3rd time he smiled at me and i felt like entering the ground… yes i hv dated a couple of guys but this one made me feel like a school girl. Bode and the noisy bunch started to leave, oh well, i turned back to what i was doing, trying to concerntrate wen i felt a tap on my shoulder…. i looked up and saw him smilling at me with a red rose in his hand… i was so choked and shocked i didnt say a word, just stared like a stupid idiot.. he had the best boyish smile i have ever seen, handed me the Red rose and said i will find you.

i was teased and laughed at by my friends but i still couldnt get the stupid grin out of my face, i held onto the Red rose like my life depended on it.  i got home, put it in a vase and watered it, i wondered everyday how the block head was going to find me without an address or phone number….

days passed, weeks passed, i started to forget the red rose encounter. one crazy day at the office, my phone rang, i almost didnt pick it, i was so pressed with work, finally i picked and to my utter amazement it was Bode… my face brightened. he told me how he had to go back to the bridal shop everyday until he got my friend’s number, and how he kept begging till she gave him and here he is calling. i wondered why my friend didnt tell me, before i could finish the thought, he said he begged her not to tell me.

we arranged a date but kept talking till the very night, the night that……..

i went through my closet for the upteen time and my friends where already getting fustrated with me, finally picked a dress, finally wore makeup and the very best of my perfume…at 7:30 pm, the door bell rang, i was the first to get to the door, i smiled when i saw him, the same boyish grin, a closer look i could have swore it was Denzel…

my friends bid me bye, i held the clutch and the famous Red rose, as we stepped into the car, rain started to drizzle, then it became heavy and then pouring so  hard, we smiled at each other while he asked if we could stop abit till the rain subsides..i should have said no before the thought formed in my head, we were ramped into from his side of the car. in the pouring rain i came out dragging him from my side of the car screeming for help…he was covered in blood, and not moving. it looked like the rains were weeping heavily cos it refused to stop, i clutched the rose and looked at Bode on the road like it was a bad dream and i would wake up….

i woke up but not on my bed but in a hospital with a red rose by my side…. i wept cos i knew he was gone.