My every moment is crammed with infinite memoirs of her brilliant majesty, the natural born winner, the apple of Tiq and the belle of my heart.
…Of the evening walks and saunters on those Ebbz lanes, the forest walks, the monkey chirps, chimp views, lake flies, sun baths, and all the turning necks of our fans in their marvel at our PDA.
…Of the afternoon sojourns at Zanzi, the goats ribs at the African pot, the French fries of fast foods, the Italian ice cream of Ciao Ciao and the African tea of Point Four and Tiq.
Of the make-ups and break-ups, appointments and disappointments, vows and promises, tears and joys, and how about my precious secrets?
Some day when the pages of my life end, you will be one of its beautiful chapters and if I get to read them again, I will open it from the page when I met you. Thanks for the love.