Dear Brotherly in Love,

When was the last time you held bae's hand in the public as a sign that you ain't ashamed of her anywhere.

When was the last time you looked at her beautiful gown, admire how gorgeous she looks in it, throw her some compliment and act like you just can't wait to have her forever.

When was the last time you gave her that heart melting smile, that makes her head turniownniown.

What was the last time you chose to eat together in the same plate or on the same table at the same time.

When was the last time you dropped love notes in her bag when she wasn't looking, just to tell her you love her.

When was the last time you played a very risky trick on her as though something was wrong and you needed her urgently only for her to arrive to know you've only missed like a monkey misses banana
When was the last time you acted like you were just gonna faint or die if she steps away a second from the spot she's standing or sitting to talk with you after a day of loooong talks. Or you're just so in a haste to let her go?

When was the last time you wore that nice top she bought for you, not every time you'll be dressing serious serious like one battalion commander and old papa.

When was the last time you looked her in the eye, drop your manly ego and say those three magical words "I love you" from your very bowels to her with your eyes looking all over her like....

When was the last time you stole a look at her while journeying in the vehicle or strolling on the street and she acts and pretends like she's not seeing you, only for her to suddenly blush and smile, look at you and say "whaaat?" with that sweet soft tone... Chai..... It's heavenly.

The way some unku use to do ehn, they make the death of Christ of no effect in their relationship. Mbok unku, dem don too yab we Christian brothers, stop spoiling market for us wey never even enter market... Yeah! Who slap me.... Oooops.

Every woman desire words of reassurance, unku we can't say this the umpteenth time. Haba.. Learn nau. It's not every time money, gift.. Sometimes the reason for the quarrel is not what you did, but what you did not do, and I mean simple things like these.

When she stays around her friends or passes by strangers and see these things, she gets jealous and pick on you unnecessarily, expecting that you should at least make her feel like a queen and not a Barbie doll.

Dear Aunty in Love
You too sef, you no try at all. Sit down first.

When was the last time you called him during office hours to pay obeisance to the man who's gonna be your king.

When was the last time you suddenly hold his hands on the street, fold his fist tightly, shut your eyes for a second and release it, to make him know you feel secured with him. Chai. Or you think we don't like heavenly feeling too. Tooor.

When was the last time you stole a look at our heads and chest like you can't wait to crown him as your king and lay on that chest as your chamber pillow.

When was the last time you spoke words of encouragement to him during his down times and move to support him rather than making him feel like a failure
When was the last time you make him know you love him more when he tells you he loves you. No, some of you it's "thank you" you will say as though you were just given Chinchin. and you expect to hear it over and over again. Who likes nonsense.

So many times, we over look the fact that men don't demand for these things and as such think or believe they ain't needful. My sister, we need am pass una sef. Don't be deceived, a man is also moved by what he hears. No be only una like better thing mbok.

Make him feel like your king and see if he'll not treat you like the queen that you are. Brethren , oh sorry brethren, everything no be money. Some things are common sense.
Oya put your hand on your head, say Oh God, give me sense! Shake that head, shake am well well.

Abeg who get palm oil make I use am chop this bread jare before e cold. Stop, don't lewk at me laidat.

Small things Matters.