A Beautiful Mind – Flash Fiction.
The day the man of my dreams came into my DM, I knew it wouldn’t last…or so I thought.
It was a fateful Saturday, I just posted a thread about something new I read that week. He came into the DM to acknowledge it.
He simply said, “you have a beautiful mind!”
Honestly, I had never felt more beautiful in my life.
I mean, this was someone I legit respected from afar. I was always in his comment box and he would occasionally come into mine, but he sent a DM? …said I had a beautiful mind?
I wanted to faint!
However, I didn’t have high hopes. He wasn’t the first of my many “crushes” to slide into the DM and find their way out.
Nonetheless, I continued. We chatted for hours that day, then moved to Whatsapp. I’m sure we must approached our five-year-plan topic before it happened.
He called me.
I couldn’t pick the call, I watched the phone ring until it went off. He called again, it happened again.
Few minutes later, he sent a message on Whatsapp.
“Hey, I called you. You busy?”
I saw the message and my heart screamed “NO!”
I tried to respond but I kept on typing & deleting, while tears rolled down my eyes.
How do I tell this man who I’ve liked from afar that I am deaf and dumb?😢
(Entirely fiction. Any association with anyone, living or dead, is a miracle.)
Originally posted on Facebook
Quistar · September 10, 2020 at 6:20 pm
I detached myself from this at the beginning because I knew it would be fiction. If I didn’t do that, the Yoruba demon inside of me would have cried.
Oyinlola Akindele · September 22, 2020 at 7:40 am
You’re free to cry. I won’t tell.