Not a very bright morning for parts of Lagos as heavy wind destroys millions of Naira worth of properties in Yaba, Obalende and several other places\u2026.I sound like a newscaster yea? looool<\/p>\n
Its actually that bad, I pray and hope no one lost their lives in the destruction toll. Some things to be excited about as I cheered Zambia to their AFCON Final win over Ivory Coast. Atleast now we all know Juju pass juju.<\/p>\n
To some of us, it will be quite clear that whatever is happening to Torres at Chelsea is not ordinary, and the Grammy Awards, i dont understand Nicki Minaj\u2019s outfit. If it was Lady GaGa wearing that, i would understand but you girl ?!?!<\/p>\n
Anyway, moving on, have got another guest blogger here, goes by the name @Aee_FX, Enjoy her story and leave your comments.<\/p>\n
Her blog address is thatisinshort.blogspot.com<\/p>\n
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\u201cI had to meet you here todayyy\u2026there\u2019s just so many things to saaaay\u2026Please don\u2019t stop me till I\u2019m throuuugh\u2026\u201d I stammered through my sentence with a bit of sadness in my voice<\/p>\n
If this moment could\u2019ve had a sound track, it would\u2019ve been Barry White\u2019s \u201cLet\u2019s just kiss and say goodbye.\u201d<\/p>\n
Well, the damn song was my cognitive itch for the day as it was still playing in my head while IB toyed with my ring finger\u2026visibly worried\u2026I pulled my hand away\u2026I tried to pull my hand away but he held fast.<\/p>\n
\u201cC\u2019mon, what did you want to say to me? We\u2019ve been here for almost an hour and you still haven\u2019t told me why you summoned me\u2026what\u2019s up luvvie?\u201d<\/p>\n
I couldn\u2019t look up at him. Tears had taken permanent residence in my heart all week and now they were opening shop under my eyelids.<\/p>\n
\u201cEgooooooooo\u201d he sighed.<\/p>\n
I had no idea where to start\u2026<\/p>\n
Well, what I had to say was\u2026\u2026<\/p>\n
I had no idea how I wanted to say it and had no idea how the discussion would end. After what seemed like eons, I said: <\/p>\n
\u201cYou know we have to stop seeing each other.\u201d<\/p>\n
Sheeks! <\/p>\n
There I finally said it. <\/p>\n
His eyes fell and his long fingers tightened around mine. We\u2019d had this discussion about six times already,all of the time at my place or his and we ended up \u201cback at One\u201d after each \u201cbreak up talk session\u201d<\/p>\n
He sighed wistfully.<\/p>\n
\u201cI know.\u201d he said. \u201cOh God. I know..\u201d<\/p>\n
I looked up and let the tears fall freely, I was tired. Tired of holding them back, tired of the way things were, tired from lack of sleep. Tired from knowing I had to break up with this man with whom I was in love, tired of not being able to grasp happiness with this man who was already bound to another.<\/p>\n
Yeah. <\/p>\n
IB was married and No I didn\u2019t know he was married when I met him. I didn\u2019t know until it was apparent to both of us that something had happened and we had to do something about it fast, that was when he told me.<\/p>\n
The wife was abroad, Half German-half Onitsha girl. He\u2019d met her while he was studying for his Masters in the United States and she had been so in love with the idea of \u201cgoing back home\u201d wanted to practice her igbo and what not. Sadly, she couldn\u2019t hold on. She had decided she couldn\u2019t stand Nigeria so she moved back to the USA after what she had described as \u201c3 trying months\u201d, said she was never coming back.<\/p>\n
Top\/Middle\/Bottom line: He was married.<\/p>\n
Hmmmmm.<\/p>\n
Not in the cards. I had thought then. Lord. Not in the cards. I was supposed to fall in love with a SINGLE man, get married, have children\u2026<\/p>\n
Dear God\u2026<\/p>\n
I rationalized. I fought myself. I cried. I asked the Lord why?? Why did I have to find love with someone who belonged to another? <\/p>\n
I said to myself: You Will not. You absolutely can not fall for a married man.<\/p>\n
Nah.<\/p>\n
I absolutely did. Hook. Line. Sinker. Fisherman.<\/p>\n
I wish I could say it was the sex, we never had sex. That was what made it so pure. He would kiss my Cheeks. Palms. Fingers. Forehead. Never my lips.<\/p>\n
He\u2019d pick me up from school when I had late lectures. He\u2019d hold my hands when I had bad cramps.<\/p>\n
He was a good man. <\/p>\n
A week before the summons, I had complained of cramps in my ankle. He had, in a moment of madness, kissed my foot after massaging it.<\/p>\n
Flustered, vulnerable and literally on the verge of telling him to \u201cTake Me\u201d, I asked him to leave, for both our sakes. At that point, I knew we had to stop it. Whatever it was.<\/p>\n
Unfortunately, I had already applied to stay back in Yola to do my internship .<\/p>\n
I babbled on: \u201cI\u2019ll go to lagos, I\u2019ll be out of your hair for six months. I\u2019ll understand if you don\u2019t call me. I wish things were different, IB. This is reality querido. Your wife exists. We can\u2019t pretend she doesn\u2019t. Its so strange\u2026We aren\u2019t sleeping with each other but\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201c\u2026we\u2019ve done much more than that\u2026 I know.\u201d He interjected drawing circles in my palm \u201cI know\u2026we\u2019ve bonded at realms beyond sex.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cExactly querido\u2026\u201d I stopped. \u201d I really should practice not calling you that\u2026\u201d I said as I succeeded in extricating my hands from his.<\/p>\n
\u201cYeah\u2026I knew this day would come. I prayed for a miracle.\u201d sighing that oh-so-painful wistful sigh. \u201cYou don\u2019t have to go to Lagos. I\u2019ll stay away.\u201d he said.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo. I\u2019ll go.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cCan I at least help you pack? Can I take you to the bus park\u2026please..?\u201d This was classic IB.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d I knew i\u2019d lose the battle if i tried to stop him.<\/p>\n
Lagos didn\u2019t work eventually. I lost two months. I ended up doing just 4 months. In Yola. He was there through it. We stuck to the plan. I buried myself in work. He stayed away. Bless him.<\/p>\n
What we had lasted all of 8 months. This was my fourth year in University. Its been 6 years since the summons. I used to wonder: \u201cWhat if I\u2019d taken what I could at the time?\u201d<\/p>\n
In retrospect, I\u2019m glad.<\/p>\n
We are great friends. He\u2019s moved back to America. He\u2019s divorced from Iris. He met another girl. I hope he finds love. He totally deserves to.<\/p>\n
As for IB and I, we\u2019re content with our very frequent phone conversation, BBM chats and gtalk moments. We sometimes ruminate on what could have been but I\u2019m glad we have what we have now.<\/p>\n
I\u2019m glad I can now tell this story.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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