If you’re reading this, it’s definitely because I feel it is the right time to share it with the world. Even though deep down I want to hold onto it for myself just a little longer. If I could go back to the first conversation we had, and get a…

It’s your birthday in a few days. I did not go looking for this information. When you’ve planned to spend forever with someone, you consciously make plans to incorporate them into your lives, which is the only reason my calendar is reminding me that four days from now, it would…

Dear reader, welcome back to my Medium. I know it’s been a short time since my last post and now. Since I’ve been away, one thing I’ve realized about writing about things around you is that sometimes you might feel like nothing is interesting enough to write about. But that’s…

May has come to an end. And for me, the month was filled with a lot of creative juices. I mean I put out two medium posts ( if you haven’t read them, be sure to catch up), shot a lot of creative videos for my socials, Kendrick dropped an…

New Apartment I moved into a new apartment! Yayyy Even though this sounded like something that happened quickly and swiftly, it did not. Moving out of my old place to a new one happened after over a year of procrastination, terrible rainy season events, and even a life-threatening incident. But…

H: “How are you gonna be when I leave?” U: “How I was before I met you.” H: “People come into your life and you’re never the same as they met you.” U: “Talk to you later, H.” Being evasive has always been easier. When it comes to the conversation…

Dear Uche, I had a lot of alcohol to drink this night. And alcohol mixed with the nighttime brings out a certain type of vulnerability and honesty in people with pent-up emotions. So I might be on your socials tonight, telling you all my biggest fears and how you make…

Dear Uche, I know you would have wanted me to say this in person, but I realized that words written down cannot be erased, plus you figured out yesterday that I’m shy You’ve shown me a different side entirely to what it means to actually love wholeheartedly and not be…

Dear Uche I love the strolls we take. This stroll where we walk hands clasped in each other along dusty white earth paths laughing to the depths of our hearts about things we won’t remember seconds later. But I love these moments because nothing else seems to matter but for us and our shared existence You asked me this afternoon on one of those long strolls on white sands unlike the red earth of the south; you asked me,