Faith, as the most popular girl on the block, is out of my league but it is still nice and harmless to wish she was mine- A little day dreaming and wishful thinking to color my otherwise bleak life. The men that have her attention are accomplished sensational men whose accolades glitter and are gold, but none have been able to tame her and make her theirs solely. She chooses which is worthy of her company at the call of red carpets and on days she hosts, men and women of valor grace her event.

My colleagues in the media have the most scandalous scoops on her, yet people that have had personal encounters with her attest to her generosity and ingenuity. The day I almost have a heart attack is the day she looks into my eyes and smiles while I am clicking away for the local Prayer Channel. I freeze and manage to look around to be sure I am the object of her gaze. Her wink and laugh pinches my wildest dream into reality. Awkwardly and frank stupidly, I start making fun faces at her. Anything to keep her laughing. If I died now, my life purpose would be accomplished.

But Oliver wants some more so I seek her. I am always there; frontline of every show and event. I start getting waves, then even kisses in the air. My colleagues are fast to pick up on our nonverbal rapport and soon I am a TV sensation- hope for the ordinary lads.
Headlines read: ‘Can anything good come out of Prayer channel?’
‘Who is this uncircumcised Oliver’?
In my defense, I am circumcised, but trust the media to twist the truth.
Even dogs eat crumps that fall from their master’s table.

I am not deterred. A relationship with Faith is my life’s goal. That may be asking for too much. We can start with friendship but how do I get to sit with her? All I have are teases and dreams of what could be; what I want. All my attempts to get closer to her prove elusive. Some days she walks past me without so much as a glance and I wonder if I imagined our whole comradery; a complex relationship I hope she is aware of. I get favors in her name, but I also get pointing fingers that suggest I am a ‘wanna be’. I devout my entire life to seeking her. I only hope that one day, she would want a stable committed relationship with me. Then some more- a joining in holy matrimony

ChyD
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