A tale of Love Lost

     THE TALES OF LYDIA- A TALE OF LOVE LOST
 Sadness washed over me the same way the waves wash the shores.  The soft rush of sadness soon turned into a violent rush of emotions as redness spread all over my cheeks along side a violent rush of anger.  But when the anger got to its peak;  the moment I'm  usually supposed to start breaking things and causing havoc, something strange happened.  It was not the usual reaction...  Instead I broke down into hot tears.
         You must be curious about what has landed me in my present mood, hmm...  Well, if I don't tell you, who would I tell...
        It all started when I travelled to the Eastern end, I had always fantasised about settling with a guy from the Eastern end...  But as we browsed through, well I didn't find my type, yes my type. It is no secret that I have a thing for the perfectly sculptured especially...  If they come with a light complexion.  Well I didn't see any of such on my way there, but I didn't lose hope.
     Then I soon arrived at the south Eastern end which was my final stop, and there and then like mangoes during its season, my kind of men flourished...  And for a moment, I wondered if less good looking people avoided the area like they were in south Africa during the apartheid period.
     I stared and stared, and with each young man that passed by...  I wished and wished.. And moving on with the journey...  The wish list increased, to the extent that I thought I was an angel holding  names for judgement day...
     I soon got tired of being desperate thus like the spoilt daughter which I was, I took the whole situation to Daddy, yes Daddy; he always has a way of making all my problems go away.  Thus I went on my knees as I began "Dear God, I will be going out today, please God  before I leave this place...  Please help me leave with one of these gorgeous men!
      Wait! I didn't  mean marriage...  NO! at least not right away, I just wanted to have my own "gorgeous Adam", it was a really simple task by the way, all he needed to do was ask for my number, which I did give out... We keep in touch, and anything else could follow...
        I sat in Uncle's car, as we had arrived at his friend's son's wedding venue quite early and the good looking perfectly sculptured, masculine  God's creations  started trooping in...  And one of them shared a long stare with me, and I felt like screaming, just to get his attention when he finally  looked away,.
  And that was it, we shared some stares during the church wedding service, but that was it.
        But  when it finally dawned on me, that the thing I wished for wasn't  going to happen, first I acknowledged the fact that God knew best, but then...  Loneliness hit me! And I wondered if I was ever going to have my own. I didn't look perfect, or doesn't the perfect go for the perfect...  With all hope lost and only. My tears for companion, there I stood.