As I walked into the store
Going about mabizness, minding mabizness
I spotted a finelooking brother who looked like his eye had caught something too
In seconds, like a zoom on a camera
He was right in front of me
Hello there, what might be your lovely name?
Nanya, Nanya who?
Nanya-bizzness, I shot back irritably as though I was not enjoying the attention
His cheeky smile made him even more attractive
You are quite funny, he said
Thanks, so, what’s your name, I asked
I go by Mabiz.
What kind of name is Mabiz?
Mabiz-ness, he replied
Hahaha. You’ve got jokes too, I said
We shared a laugh, a connection was made
So Nanya, what’s your real name
It’s Hardtoget Hardtopronounce!
I hollered as I left the store.
Kicking myself all the way home
I asked myself
Was that necessary?
The thought of running into him again made the thrill even more exciting
Just like in the movies right?
After all, a connection had been made.