He followed her on:
Facebook
Instagram
LinkedIn
Twitter
He bumped into her in a WhatsApp group, saved her number and gazed at her picture daily.
Clicks love on her posts on
Facebook.
Instagram
Twitter
LinkedIn
The good posts
The not so good posts
The bad posts
All were loved by him.
He managed to figure out her office.
She's a receptionist.
He starts sending gifts.
Flowers
Chocolate
Ice-cream
Pizza
He figured out her closing time and sends an Uber to take her home.
Saw her birthday on Facebook and send her a gift visit to the Spa.
She mentioned it in one of her posts and he surprised her with it.
She started wondering what to do.
Scared
Happy
In love
Who is this mystery man?
Her friends were asking questions.
Her siblings were wondering.
Her boss kept mum.
Mystery man recharges her phone daily.
He started planning how to meet her physically and end the mystery.
Then she started posting:
Fake news
Hate news
Propaganda
Lies
Mystery man ignores, thinking she will get over it.
But she persisted
"Nigeria is a zoo"
She spewed hate on other tribes.
She cursed the political class daily.
He ignores but stopped clicking the "Love" button.
The gifts kept flowing.
She persisted still.
"Nigeria is a Shit hole
"Nothing is working in Nigeria"
"Everybody should go her separate ways"
A once loving page to visit has turned to a dark hate space. She has gathered to her page a group of haters that are angry with the system.
Yet deep within her she yearned for the day she will meet Mystery man.
Mystery man got scared of her dark rage and started backing away.
He stopped visiting her page on:
Facebook
Instagram
LinkedIn
Twitter
He stopped sending the gifts.
One week rolled into two.
Two weeks rolled into three.
Three weeks rolled into four.
She haven't heard anything from Mystery man.
Her love for him was red hot now.
She dreamt of him night and day.
She was forced to do a coded post:
"Mystery Man please show yourself, you've captured my heart"
Her first love post in months.
The post gathered 200 likes the 78 comments, but mystery man didn't read it.
He had quietly stopped following her on:
Facebook
Instagram
Twitter
LinkedIn
He's long gone like yesterday never to return again.
He started as a mystery and ended as a mystery.
She's still hoping to see him as we speak.
We will succeed.
He followed her on:
Facebook
Instagram
LinkedIn
Twitter
He bumped into her in a WhatsApp group, saved her number and gazed at her picture daily.
Clicks love on her posts on
Facebook.
Instagram
Twitter
LinkedIn
The good posts
The not so good posts
The bad posts
All were loved by him.
He managed to figure out her office.
She's a receptionist.
He starts sending gifts.
Flowers
Chocolate
Ice-cream
Pizza
He figured out her closing time and sends an Uber to take her home.
Saw her birthday on Facebook and send her a gift visit to the Spa.
She mentioned it in one of her posts and he surprised her with it.
She started wondering what to do.
Scared
Happy
In love
Who is this mystery man?
Her friends were asking questions.
Her siblings were wondering.
Her boss kept mum.
Mystery man recharges her phone daily.
He started planning how to meet her physically and end the mystery.
Then she started posting:
Fake news
Hate news
Propaganda
Lies
Mystery man ignores, thinking she will get over it.
But she persisted
"Nigeria is a zoo"
She spewed hate on other tribes.
She cursed the political class daily.
He ignores but stopped clicking the "Love" button.
The gifts kept flowing.
She persisted still.
"Nigeria is a Shit hole
"Nothing is working in Nigeria"
"Everybody should go her separate ways"
A once loving page to visit has turned to a dark hate space. She has gathered to her page a group of haters that are angry with the system.
Yet deep within her she yearned for the day she will meet Mystery man.
Mystery man got scared of her dark rage and started backing away.
He stopped visiting her page on:
Facebook
Instagram
LinkedIn
Twitter
He stopped sending the gifts.
One week rolled into two.
Two weeks rolled into three.
Three weeks rolled into four.
She haven't heard anything from Mystery man.
Her love for him was red hot now.
She dreamt of him night and day.
She was forced to do a coded post:
"Mystery Man please show yourself, you've captured my heart"
Her first love post in months.
The post gathered 200 likes the 78 comments, but mystery man didn't read it.
He had quietly stopped following her on:
Facebook
Instagram
Twitter
LinkedIn
He's long gone like yesterday never to return again.
He started as a mystery and ended as a mystery.
She's still hoping to see him as we speak.
We will succeed.
Hmm, hope the mystery Man will one day show up