FATHER TO CHILD

Daughter: Father

Father: Daughter

Daughter: Hi.. How.. how are you?

Father: Hmm… Child…

Daughter: Dad.. *Sobs*.. it’s hard..

Father: Are you sure it’s hard? Cause you seem to be doing fine all by yourself..

Daughter: Uhmm.. it was okay before but it’s gotten harder…

Father: Because you left me. You stopped coming and relying on me for help and now the yoke is starting to feel heavy again.. and you forget that it’s me.. I’m the one who always helps you carry it.

It doesn’t feel heavier because more weight was added.. no! It feels heavy because you no longer had me to carry it for you. Because you started to carry it all on your own.. you didn’t take my help anymore. You act like you don’t need my help every time that you do not turn to me.. You reject the help I offer daily every time that you carry on your day without me. You suffer Child and you break my heart.

Daughter: But Father.. I’m sorry. And you understand. You know why I don’t come anymore. Why I don’t even say good morning anymore it’s because I feel ashamed …

Father: Ashamed of the weight, yes I know! But also because you only come when you need help!

*Pause*

Father: Child do you love me?

Daughter: Of course you know I do

Father: Oh but do I? Do I really? You say you love me but I only see you when you’re in need.

I desire sweet communion with you, I desire sweet fellowship. I don’t want problems to be only what drive you to me. I only hear your voice when you’re weeping from that hurt, I’m forgetting the sound of your happy voice cause I only see you when you’re hurting! Child!!

Daughter: Father😪 You know why! You see me and you know my innermost thoughts. You know why! It’s because I’m responsible. I did this to me. I put myself in this mess. I’m responsible so how do I come to you when in-fact, I’m to blame.

Father: The way you are!!!

Just the way you are. Don’t you get it? I do not care about what you’ve done. I do not seek for the perfect you!! No. I want you just as you are because I want to do the changing! I do the cleansing, the washing, the transforming! Everything.

It is as you behold me daily as in a mirror that you become more like me!! That’s why I want you just the way you are. To come to me! Come to me!! So that finally you can drop this burden! Finally you can let go of this weight. This heavy yoke and you can embrace mine because it’s so easy!

I want to rid you of this shame. You shouldn’t be scared to come to me. And you shouldn’t come timid the way you’re doing right now. I want you to always come boldly.. that why you need to come Child!

To come even though broken and imperfect!

Come just as you are.

Daughter: Okay Father. I’ll fix it. I promise I’ll fix it. And I’ll come every day from today. I promise

Father: All you need do child, is come. And I’ll take care of the rest. I’ll do the fixing. I’ll give you the strength to stay consistent. Just keep coming. Stay with me child! Stay! Just come & Stay!

A Complete Masterpiece

There’s something about the name “Esther”. It just has a way of automatically making you feel beautiful, makes you feel like a queen. When you grow up being referred to as “Queen Esther”, “Ayaoba” (wife of the king), you somehow just become so conscious of how beautiful you are.

All the #Esthers gather here and tell us if you can relate or not!!!😉 ..lol.. or am I the only one?
I’m the kind of person you’d tell, “you’re beautiful” and my reply will be “I know😌” 😂🤣… yea, I’m proud like that 🤣😂…

But somehow, I feel I’ve been too satisfied with my outward beauty that I lost sight of how beautiful I can be inside too. I hardly dared to look inwardly enough because I know I’d find a lot of flaws. And sometimes when amazing things happen to me, I wonder why, because imperfect me is not that deserving.
Now I’m starting to see that I’m not all outward appearance. I’m not only skin and bone. I have a soul that’s beautiful too.


Lately I’m learning to appreciate my mind more. How I think. My intellect and how smart I am. To believe in me more and in my opinions.
I’m getting to know my spirit more and these days I marvel at how insanely beautiful she is. How she loves, how she cares, how she connects and communes with God. All that she is in Christ. How she likes to do her things and it just makes me want to know her more. And when good things happen to me, I want to remind myself that I’m deserving. Because I’m beautiful both in and out. A complete masterpiece 🔥
Just in case you forgot, or like me you’re just starting to understand it better, let me be a louder voice for you, let me be your reminder.
You are beautiful and it’s not just about your face. Your beauty can radiate even from the inside out. A complete masterpiece!!!

“For we are God’s masterpiece. He has created us anew in Christ Jesus, so we can do the good things he planned for us long ago.”
‭‭Ephesians‬ ‭2:10‬ ‭NLT‬‬

The Gift of People

I’ve wanted to start a YouTube channel for the longest time. But I’ve just been too scared.
Too many questions on my mind.
Who would watch?
What if people don’t subscribe or even like the videos?
What if I’m not good at it and I have to stop half way?
“Everybody” is already on YouTube, why would people even want to watch my channel?😂
The list is endless, cause that’s how my mind is.

Then one evening, I mention it to someone, and she’s like “oh, you should start, you’ll be so good at it cause your WhatsApp and IG stories are  already vlogs”😂🤣
And I tell another person and he goes, “it’s already in you, lol.., it’ll be interesting to watch cause you’re so funny”
And the other guy says, “Who’s the everybody that’s already doing it? You’re unique in your own self and there’s already someone who will be blessed by what you bring”
And on and on and on and on…

I received a lot of positive comments from people, I was the only one having negative thoughts …
And I was worried about starting, filming, and all but friends tried to help.
Some took up the job of constructive criticism…lol
Some helped with filming and editing lessons even late into the night
Some even brought up video ideas,
Some updated me on how YouTube works, policies and all.

Some provided devices,
Some provided time,
Some provided their ears for all my plenty questions.
My housemate started her own research on starting a YouTube channel, just to see how she could help too❤️ And everytime I feel scared again or discouraged, she’s always resetting my brain😂
So many people have been so encouraging
And now I’m actually starting😁…I still can’t believe it😭😂

I’ve just been thinking about the whole journey…
How truly, people are gifts.
Sometimes it’s easier to remember the bad people do to you, but we should never lose sight of the little acts of kindness they show from time to time.
I’m just starting, lol… I don’t even know how this whole thing will go. But I’m just really grateful for how far I’ve come and for all the people that have helped me to this point *I’m so emosh mosh now* lol🙈

The entire process has been a miracle I’ve watched unfold.
And for that I’m truly grateful.
For the miracle of people. And for the opportunity to start something new…and exciting…lol.

Thank you all so much. For your motivation. For your kind words and encouragement. For your time. For every information and constructive criticism… For your help in everyway… I’m so grateful.

And now, Please subscribe to my YouTube channel 🤗💃… Thank you❤️.

https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCo95GgaNLs0idK0M-jC66ig

Hope

It’s surprising, lol, and hard to understand. Why we see trouble coming many times but still go right into it? Have you ever had that feeling? When you know a person or a thing is trouble from the very first hello. And you can feel your heart in your throat. Yet still walk right in, reaching for the obvious bait being dangled before you.

But why? Why do we see a trap and walk into it? Why do we tend to throw caution into the wind? Why don’t we ever learn from our mistakes even when placed in the exact same scenario? When they say experience is the best teacher, but you never seem to really learn anything or implement what you “learnt”. How you shut off your mind, and work with your gut feeling instead.

Could it be that we somehow low-key like the risks involved? Is it because we don’t want to keep wondering and pondering on all the “what ifs” that come with? Is it plain stupidity? Could it be that we simply forget everything we know? Or maybe somewhere deep inside, we’re hoping that this particular scenario, even though very similar to the previous cases, and without doubt screams run, would somehow, just maybe, turn out differently.

So we go for it. We try. We run, but not in the opposite direction. We run for it, into it. Beyond all rationale and against all warning.
Maybe that’s the reason. Hope! Even though blind and unreasonable. We hope! And hope deferred makes the heart sick, but a dream fulfilled is a tree of life.

A Question Of “If”

Okay, there’s currently a lot of panic right now about the Corona virus and a lot more, but can we take our minds off that for a moment and talk about something else? …lol…Let’s talk about relationships for a second.


So I was talking with a friend this evening who seemed to have given up on finding that “special person” anytime soon…lol… Kinda funny, yet it seems alot of people are also in this boat, and some without even knowing it.
Also saw some nice romantic comedies with some friends, and we got talking, and analysing and all.
And somehow I consciously took myself there…to that place where I’m actually thinking and processing…

It’s amazing how while you’re single, you have like the very best relationship advices. But the moment you’re in a relationship or even something close to one, you loose all your sense of reasoning😪😂.
It’s so funny how our friends in relationships ask for our advices about certain stuff, yet never apply them…lol… Because they probably already had their own plans in mind and were maybe just looking for validation, or whatever. It all still boils down to the fact that they many times will do the exact opposite of what you said, something that common reasoning should make them not do. Simply because some one has their “mumu botton”…lol

It’s sickening how we know it’s wrong to sweep matters under the carpet, because they’ll become a lot someday, somehow. Yet, once in this relationship, many things go right under that carpet, covered by overlooking, with jokes, or kissing and making out or even sex for some. Until the carpet truly does explode.

It’s discouraging how the cheating going on around scares you and how everyone else usually knows, except the victims. Maybe because of denial, or just because they’ve truly been blinded by love.
How you’ve now become the shoulder every other friend cries on and you somehow want to be the strong one and not have to bother people who are already dealing with their own issues.

And it’s annoying how relationship ads keep popping up; “How to keep him”, “How to make him fall and stay in love with you”…lol…and is it just me or do all these ads talk about how the girl needs to do the work to keep her man? Like why isn’t he also trying to keep me? Why do I always have to be the one doing the work? Or maybe they just suggest those because I’m female, lol, I really don’t know.

These are some of the things that scare me when I say I’m scared of getting into another relationship. And that’s why I can’t even say I’ll be ready in one or two years. Can’t place a timeline to it. Because right now it’s not really a question of when will I meet my special person, but of if I’ll be ready. It’s alot to be ready for.

It’s scary to go back to that place, where my heart is doing the thinking and not my head.

Where I’m so scared of losing you, I start to compromise and lose parts of myself in the process.

And what if someone cheats, will we survive? Will I survive?

“How to keep the relationship spicy”. This is another area that carries a lot of tension. Don’t want to have to start following relationship coaches again😭😪😂 and start thinking everytime of ways to still keep you interested.

Because if something goes wrong, it was probably my fault. What if I start blaming myself again? Wondering about all the mistakes I might have made and the things I didn’t do right. How I wasn’t spontaneous enough, or adventurous enough.

Because even though I’m in a good place right now, yet I’m scared of opening up again and somehow slipping back into that pit I found a way to crawl out from. Where the blame of not being good enough, again starts to tear down the self esteem I’ve managed to build.

I really love love…lol… and I totally still believe in that special person. I still believe in good working relationships, yea, I believe mine will be one of them. But right now, the fear my heart feels, lol, it’s just so great. Perhaps too great to allow any flutter of love survive in it.
Because to me a relationship is not a joke. You don’t joke with people’s feelings.

Well, the scriptures say in 1 John 4:18, that perfect love casts out fear. So I’m guessing I’ll probably have to wait and see, until this fear somehow meets a love that overcomes it. Just maybe that’s how I’ll know I’m ready. How I’ll know It’s right and it’s time.

P.s. I’ll like to know your thoughts about this. Do we share similar idea? Do you have any other fears? Do you have a better answer? Have you had a similar experience and what did you do? Let’s talk… would love to hear from you 🤭

Love Circle

Listening to this song, pondering on the lyrics and reflecting on Your love. Your love for me.

It’s almost two hours already but I can’t stop crying, can’t put myself back together.
It’s in the lyrics.
It’s in the sound and beautiful melody.
But more deeply, It’s in You.
It’s in the way that You love me.

It’s in the way that You love me.
It’s in the way that You’re responsible for me.
It’s in the way You keep chasing me.
And how I have Your whole attention.


I used to pray like Paul would. That I’d be able to grasp how wide and long and high and deep Your love for me really is. I still do.
You’ve been revealing this to me alot recently. And today, You’ve opened another side to it…like You turned another page and began to show me, to explain and reveal another height of Your love… Your love for me.


Today I grasped another depth of Your love. And yet again I wonder.. How can you love me so? How? Your grace still leaves me in awe. And this love is such a mystery, how could I ever fully understand it?
Your love so fierce, it pierces every part of me and leaves me on weak knees.
Your love so reckless and faithful, even when I’m unfaithful and straying.
Your love so devoted, always waiting on me.
Your love, so loving and your arms always stretched out and reaching for me.
And when I go hiding, you’re always calling. I hear you. That still small voice. Calling for me. Calling for sweet fellowship with my Father. With Abba.


You see me God. You see me. You see my whole being. My very essence. You see me in all of my faults. Still you love me. Still you want me. Still You hold me close. Still you dwell in me…me, a mortal man. And like that isn’t enough, you still see me in the light of Your Word. In the perfect way You made me in the beginning. Through Your eyes of love. You see me, flawed and undeserving, yet you call me perfect…Your Masterpiece.


I know you, and I believe in all that You are…but Your whole being, who You are and the things that You do, and how You love me. You’re so unbelievable.

It’s in the lyrics. ‘If I tell of Your story, It would take all day and night. What a faithful God You are. If I had ten thousand tongues or a million words, still won’t be enough to say thank you Lord. So I just say “ohhh!!!!” ‘…
That’s the sound of my crying. Pouring out my whole heart from the inside out of my soul. Breaking every box of alabaster I have left, and pouring it all on You. Until the very last drop is gone. And letting go of every part of me that I’ve been holding back. Letting my whole being be totally vulnerable to You. Going deeper with You.

It’s how I want this to always be. This love circle, never ending. It’s where I always want to be. In this place of Eden where I’m one with you.
Receive all my worship. Take everything. Have it all. You get all of me.

H20

Happy New Year…lol…It my first post of 2020, so yea, I get to say that. Plus it’s still January, so….

Speaking of the new year, it feels like Valentine’s came early this year. It’s still January but there has been a whole lot going on, on social media about February 14th. Oh well, this might be kind of pressurising for some people, maybe especially for those of us who are single lol…(not really searching by the way). And while it’s easy to say, “don’t let the pressure get to you” and all of that, it’s obviously always easier said, than done.

Few days ago, a friend was asking me some questions about this, relationships, dating and all. I didn’t really have the right words for him, because sometimes, words have no power at all. Now I’m no relationship expert, but I came across something recently and it spoke to me, and I’m only hoping it does to you too.

I suggest you read John 4:1-29 to get the full story. I’ll however just focus on verses 16 – 19.

” Go and get your husband, ” Jesus told her. “I don’t have a husband,” the woman replied. Jesus said, ” You’re right! You don’t have a husband—for you have had five husbands, and you aren’t even married to the man you’re living with now. “
“Sir,” the woman said, “you must be a prophet…”

In the past, I would read this and judge this lady. I read it this time and I felt sad for her. I could almost empathize with her. Maybe because in a way, it felt like I was in a similar place. What would make a woman marry 5 different times? 5 different men! Now add a boyfriend to that. One might say she was just promiscuous, like I used to think. But what if she was just plain thirsty? Searching! And not willing to settle for less, even if it meant her forsaking and leaving.

Now I wonder, what was she looking for? Was it love? fulfilment? Completion? Or even wealth? We don’t really know about her husbands. Maybe they just weren’t good to her. Or maybe the problem was with her since she remained the only constant. But either way, she needed help. She needed to quench the thirst her soul was feeling. She needed to be filled.

I guess one thing was now obvious. She couldn’t find that which she sought from men. After all the many husbands, she probably realized that, even though she still didn’t know how to satisfy that hunger.

In verses 13 & 14, when Jesus said this, ” People soon become thirsty again after drinking this water. But the water I give them takes away thirst altogether. It becomes a perpetual spring within them, giving them eternal life. ”

It’s very well obvious He wasn’t talking about actual H20. He was offering her the gospel. The gospel which brings salvation and eternal life. And beyond Salvation from sin and death which he was refering to, I can imagine him also offering satisfaction for emotional thirst, contentment that overwhelms the cravings for social validation, and an overflowing spring that bubbles up to conquer even physical weariness from all our work of searching. One that never runs out.

Whether you celebrate Valentine’s this year or you don’t. My message is the same for all. Let your heart always remember that contentment is in Him. You’ve already been validated by Christ, the only one who can satisfy. And when you know and walk in this reality, whether you’re alone or with someone, you can still always be content. Because it’s a really beautiful place to be, the only place where every thirst is quenched.

So maybe quit searching and stop looking. Because contentment and satisfaction has a name, and that name is Jesus Christ.

BITTERSWEET 2019

“A bittersweet feeling, that’s how I’d describe this year. 2019 was a really beautiful year, but like roses come with thorns, it had its’ challenges.
This year was really different for me because it came with new kinds of challenges, different from the kind I’m used to and had even learnt to deal with.

A surgery,
A break-up,
Health Challenges and regular hospital visits,
Inner conflicts,
Self judgements,
Insecurities,
Numbness and inability to speak,
A lot of aggression transfer, and
A really slow healing process with bouts of relapses.

With experiences, new and old, that made me smile, and even laugh so hard that I cried. I tried new things, some I could never have imagined myself doing. Learnt and unlearned some things and saw a different side to life, friendships and people.

I got to see that life isn’t always black or white but shades of gray. That you could never really judge a person until you’ve been in those same shoes and acted better. To let love be my first response instead of Judgement. And instead of dwelling on a person’s action towards me, to check my own action which might have prompted their reaction.

I learnt that people might not be perfect but it doesn’t make them bad people. To not let myself be blinded by their little faults. I learnt to give second chances, cause this year, I received a lot of them.

I learnt to heal without breaking and to let go without resenting. That saying goodbye doesn’t always mean we have to be enemies. And even though it hurts, sometimes it’s the better thing to do, so it’s okay.

That many experiences do not leave you the same. And even when it feels like you escaped being broken but still had some cracks, you still shouldn’t let them shatter you.

That they’re always there, those cracks. So you decide how to carry them. As beauty marks that remind you of how strong you are, how you’re growing and thriving? Or as painful scars that keep bringing you back to that place of inner conflict? You decide because you’re responsible for your own reaction and you get to choose how you respond to what life throws at you.

That living itself is a risk, so sometimes, just go for it, instead of living with the regret of not trying or questions of “what if”.
That it’s okay to make mistakes. Because we’re all imperfect, that’s why we’re human.

That everyone isn’t out to hurt you. Some actually genuinely care so I learnt to let down my guard and break my walls. Learning to love and let myself get so close, I become vulnerable. And learning that it’s okay. Because there’s no beauty in giving only half of you. You only enjoy love when it’s given in full.
Learning to express love and care and not mask it in jokes or being rude or trying to scare people away.

I learnt to let myself rest in the love of God and the full assurance of his plans for me. That I could never work to deserve his love.

To stop worrying about if his grace will be sufficient to carry me through the week or month or year, but to live a day at a time because his mercies are new every morning and his faithfulness is great.

That his reckless love leaves the 99 for the 1, even for me because I could be that “1” too. Funny how I never really saw that. How I never allowed myself to be the “1”. I always saw the “1” in others and would remind them of how he never leaves the one behind. But never gave myself the grace to be that one. I never felt I was allowed to. Always had to be among the 99. But this year, lol, I realized it was okay if I was the one too. Because there was no exception to his one and he provides grace for every single person. Because everyone needs grace, even me.

I learnt to stop working for my salvation, cause I never could fulfill all the law it requires. Rather, I learnt what it means to work it out, to express the reality of this grace that saves me.

I learnt to give more. But also that appreciation isn’t always shown by material things. That kindness is beautiful and so attractive in itself.

I Iearnt to accept that I wasn’t perfect, that I wasn’t always right, and I could cause another pain too. And though it was a painful realization, accepting this fact, took away a lot of pressure and strain. Enabling me to be kind to myself and stop judging me all the time. And that way, to also be kind to others.

I went back to writing after 2 years of struggling. And I realized I had really missed it. Beautiful how all it took was for me to start again, with just one word, and then another, and another, until I had formed a sentence, and a paragraph and a complete story. I mean, I started a blog☺️.

I learnt to look fear in the eye, and fulfil its’ dare. To believe in more than what I can see now and never restrict myself to only the things I think I can achieve today. I learnt to dream big and crazy until it scares me. Cause that’s what makes it worth the while.

To accept every gift given to me, and to remind myself that I deserve every good thing. To enjoy every moment while it lasts instead of bothering about how everything might turn sour the next hour.

So as the year ends, I’m filled with so much gratitude.
Thankful for God’s love, so fierce, that just one look pierces and changes me. Floods my heart and sweeps me off my feet. Stands over me with open arms always ready to receive me whenever I’m ready.
Thankful that I can rest assured in the reality that the One who keeps me is the Alpha and Omega. And that even in the midst of the storm, he gives peace and sweet rest.

Thankful that Abba sustains me and never lets me run out. That He’s responsible for me and I’m His eye’s apple. Nothing catches Him by surprise. That’s the One responsible for me, and I’m His. I’m safe and I’m secure in Him.

I’m thankful for family. Thankful for love and thankful for friends, friends who became family. A major answered prayer for me this year. I could say, I was choked with so much love from people I never even really knew, it became scary at some point, cause I’d never really been used to that.

And with much gratitude, I’m going to end here.
Happy Last day of the year
Happy New Year, 2020.
Happy New Decade.
And many cheers to more lessons and beautiful experiences this new year.”

Nights Like This [The Reply]

“On nights like this,

I want you to be able to work with me and see that from a mile away, I’m trying to work things out for and with you. And in as much as it’s not the type of solution you want, it fixes the mess.

I don’t have to be reminded of what I have to do as a friend, my instincts alone do that. But somehow you still play that card like I do not want to do anything for you.

Everyone gets insecure, if you love you’ll feel vulnerable , it comes with it.
I do, I’m human.


But You need to see me for me.
You have a friend that takes up a lot of responsibility, would want to be there for almost anybody, would always put himself in a position to serve others.

But at the same time it doesn’t mean I wouldn’t put more value on the ones I’ve got. It’s not called sharing, it’s called seeing the bigger picture with a clear perspective.


It’s almost impossible for me to not be there, even against a lot of odds. If you don’t see the sacrifices I make, my efforts won’t mean anything.

Time and time again I remind you of how important you are, but time and time again, if it’s not how and when you want, then it doesn’t matter .
You lose sight of everything, and somehow, that smell of selfishness fills the air.

I know how passionate I am about friendships. I’m not oblivious to the depths of it, but I wouldn’t let my selfishness consume me.

“ Logically examine ” is a line I always use with you, and It’s for a reason. Because if your first response to things would be led by your emotions, you’ll be in a lot of mess all the time. And if you use your emotions to judge situations, you lose sight of what really is.

A part of friendship is respecting what you have with other people too. I’ve got to put value on it.
You have to respect what I have with others as well.

You’re not losing me, if you were it would be obvious.


Nothing is fixed overnight.

The beauty of friendship is getting to see flaws in ourselves and setting for each other, the right environment to grow.
You’re not perfect, neither am I.
I’m highly flawed!
I’m not asking you to be the best version of you.
I’m not laying a demand on you to be perfect.
I already love you with the pros and cons, and then through the process of friendship we work things out and help each other be better.

In all of what you wrote, you failed to see that perhaps there are possibilities of finding better friends out there, but then I chose you.
It was a choice to be friends with you.
You’re important to me.
Our friendship is.
I protect it.
I guard it jealously.
It means a lot to me.

God’s not helping you love, you’ve already been enabled to do this by His spirit in you. So don’t ask! Do what you’ve already been given the ability to do!

I won’t let you play the pity card on yourself and try to buy my pity by calling yourself toxic and the rest of it.
I won’t see you as such.
I don’t.
I see you in what you can become.
In all of your strength and glory.
That’s the you I see.
That’s the you I’ll keep seeing.
Because in the future when all things are set right, you’re one of the persons I would want standing beside me when I tell my story.

So if you’re willing to give up, I’m not.
Sometimes one of us would have to hold on stronger to preserve the other.
If this friendship is worth fighting for, then you do just that.


I’m holding on because it’s worth it for me, but I don’t know for how long I’ll be able to steer alone.
It takes two to work this out, and hopefully I’ll be able to hold on until you get your head straight.

In all of this,


I love you …”

Nights Like This [The First Episode]

On nights like this,

when I’m in a really bad place.



When I hate myself more than you hate me because I pushed you to.

Days like this when I force myself to step back and try to stay still because I feel those unpleasant emotions, which I hate but can’t seem to suppress, rising in all their might.

When I’m scared to be that person; the one who’s evil in the story. Because it’s not who I am.

When I know it in my head, but can’t feel it in my heart.

If I could say it,

I’d tell you that I’m very insecure. I’m jealous about every person I have, I’m too scared to share.


I know a song that says, love grows, and there’s always more, so the fact that you make room for someone new doesn’t mean that there’s any less for you. It only means that your circle has grown.


I’ve tried to sing it over and over, so just maybe it’ll sink into my heart somehow and I could start feeling good about sharing.

But it never works for me. I still always come back to this point. And I don’t know how to not be this way.

What’s more? I’ve hardly ever had my own person. Almost always seems like I’m sharing with this one or borrowing from another. But for a moment, I felt like I had you, and you had me too.
And even though you don’t belong to me, I’m still not willing to share you. Crazy, I know. In my heart of hearts I know this.

If I could say it,

I’d tell you that I’m angry because you’re making new friends. So I’m picking fights. And though I’m ashamed at how childish and ‘un-cute’ that sounds, I’m still finding it really hard to get over the feeling.


And I fear you won’t get what I mean,

or if you do, you won’t be able to do anything.

Because in the end, you’re not responsible for how I feel. So it’s still left to me to find a way out of this pit building in my tummy.

It already feels like I’m loosing you. And one morning, I’d wake up and you’ve found new friends.


Because I know I’m not the best of persons. And I fear my heart is not large enough to contain all it’ll take to still have you.

You’ll find someone who loves better than me. Willingly, unapologetically and with a very broad open heart. And you’ll embrace them instead, who doesn’t like good things?

If that finally happens, you should know that I understand. I get it. So I could never blame you for getting away from all this toxicity.


But also know that I tried; I tried to be better.


And I asked God to put His love in my heart, so I could love even up to half like He does.
Maybe he’s still working on me, I really do not know. But right now, I’m still in this really bad place.

And I’m so scared this thing that’s trying to consume me might be my very own undoing.

Because in my bid to hold on tighter to you, I might end up pushing you farther than I’d ever be able to reach.”

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