11/9/2022 0 Comments Zayn malik pillow talk flower![]() ![]() I reached for my phone and stopped the music but it didn’t stop playing in my ear. It was like there was water in my ears or a bubble because I couldn’t hear a thing, except pillow talk of course. I said ‘good morning’’ and I couldn’t hear my own damn voice. MORNING!!!! I woke up and pillow talk was still playing in my ear, I pulled out the earpiece and I could still hear Zayn. When the whole flower experience ended I went back to the apartment but no one was there, they probably went out too so I lay down and fell asleep with my earpiece still plugged in and music playing. I still couldn’t hear anything but my music and then it was raining yellow flowers too, I think the butterflies in my stomach migrated to my brain and I exploded into a hundred butterflies IT WAS ORGASMIC. I met the flowers mid-air, they were like a thousand flowers raining down on me with Zayn Malik’s Pillow Talk playing and all the beautiful street lights that moment felt like forever. So while I was on this particular night stroll, I saw Annie walking down the road with a bouquet of red flowers – no they were not roses they were hibiscus, I’ve not seen hibiscus flowers since I was a kid, grandpa used to grow them till he decided to cut down all the flowering trees – she gave the bouquet to me and I threw it up in the air and jumped up as high as I could. It’s a very beautiful experience for me anyway, and it’s what I do when I need a break. And the night breeze GOSH!!! The night breeze is everything. Picture the typical Lagos night life, it’s very beautiful especially when you’re listening to Nigerian songs like – Gidi Love or Mad Over You or Daddy Yo – it usually feels like I’m in a movie but the actors don’t notice me. You know car horns blaring, traders ringing their bells, music from bars, Hausa men selling suya conversing loudly in their dialect, bus conductors screaming out their destinations, sound from roadside TV sets from people selling pirated movies, that’s a whole lot of noise so that’s where my loud music helps me. Then I went out for a stroll, I really love strolling, it’s like my happy time walking the streets of Lagos at night, loud music playing so I can’t hear all the night noise. The loud music was to take me out of that place and the sad feeling that building up in my head, so I was basically in my own musical earth or in another cosmos made up of music. Anyway they started getting all loved up and stuff so I had to turn up my music till I couldn’t hear them whispering sweet nonsense to each other and laughing. ![]() There are seven of us, four ladies and three guys, so three couples and one single girl. You can imagine how I felt being the only single person in the crew. I usually have just one earpiece plugged in church and during lectures but I usually turn the volume down a bit so it feels like background noise whatever the case maybe my music never actually stops. Music goes everywhere with me like everywhere i.e. I was the only single person there so when they started loving up, I had to turn my music up. It was a sleepover, it started like any other normal one we’d had in the past. ![]()
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