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I have always feared the end results of choices, situations and particularly relationships. Ladies love to start troubles they weren’t prepared to finish. They got us into the apple situation we are in, in the first place and they have done absolutely nothing to rectify the demise they have put the whole world. But, this does not mean that, I am not putting the whole blame on women because I think Adam should have just followed God’s direct instruction and not eat the damn apple. After he had downed the apple, he should have taken responsibility for what Eve did and appeal to God on her behalf. Men would have been born as heroes if he had displayed this simple act of responsibility and selflessness. But, I won’t blame him so much anyways because ladies have their ways of making young men eat whichever apples they want them to eat.
The classic incident keeps reoccurring ever since. Men are always eager to go to the end of the world on errands with the intentions of putting smiles on these women’s faces. These missions become a do or die affair especially when these ladies are extremely beautiful.
Beauty is relative because it lies solely in the eye of the beholder.
So, when she comes at you with that smiley face, laughing at your terrible jokes, checking on you before you sleep, believing in your unrealistic dreams and probably showing support. Suddenly, you feel you have solved the ultimate puzzle of your life, now you are concluding you have found the one. Then you say to yourself here comes the woman of your dreams. I am very very sorry for you. Let me tell you what might probably happen.
There are two things involved.
You may be in luck. She is not like all those fancy Miss. Cuties that just want to have a little bit of fun with an eligible young man. Eligible in this case means you are at least what one can call good looking, you ‘ve got a few potentials which are obvious enough, you are a little bit funny and you happen to come from a reputable family, thus, you are eligible. And now the young cutie making you feel like you are a Nigerian version JFK, in my case I like to feel like I am a Nigerian version Barack or better still Martin Luther King Jnr. Probably, she is right. May be she’s the real deal and she is not into you just to make fellow ladies jealous. She may Love you for real. She admires you, respects you, your words inspire her and all she wants to do is make you proud. You may have just gotten yourself your own Orente. But in reality, a girl that won’t complain even if you don’t have shelter? Anyways good luck with that girl, because Impossible is nothing. I’m not against the happy ever after fantasy because research by R.Kelly states that “when a woman loves, she loves for real”. You love her, she’s special, you will climb the highest mountain for her, you will put yourself through emotional torture to prove your undying love for her. The research question you should be asking yourself is will she do the same for you?
On the other hand, assuming you are a responsible guy like Captain Nigeria and at first, all you want is just to make this beautiful lady happy. You love her smile, love the way she walks, the way she talks and she pays attention to you. Her features are inspiring. Our cutie has killer hips, figures entitled only to African ladies which you won’t find in their white counterparts. Oh! we are responsible, remember? Yeah…we don’t care about the hips or the Brazilian figure found mostly on beaches in Rio . We are keen only on the beauty that lies within. Despite all these specs you were okay with being just her friend. Helping her become a better professional in her field. You even go as far as teaching her the little scriptures of your religion you are sure of. She tells you how different you are from other guys she’s been with before and you feel like a <i>blessed among men.</i>
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You tell her there is no hiding with you, that you will never judge her no matter what she’s done in her past. She tells the most emotional story of your life. You are so touched; you are now wondering how could guys do these terrible things to this pretty lady? And you vow in your heart you will stop at nothing to make this girl happy. It does not matter to you now, whether you accomplish this pursuit of her happiness as a friend or a Boo. All that matters to you is that she’s happy and that is it you that made is so.
<p>What a noble task to mend the broken heart of a beautiful lady. </p>
So you are friends with a freaking good looking lady and you are satisfied with just friendship because you are not like those players out there that all they want in a lady is her waist. She starts showing you sweet loving tender kindness and you assume she is doing this because you are special.
It reaches the stage where she starts putting words in your mouth. She starts getting romantically jealous of the other ladies in your life. She’s asking questions about pictures on your smartphone, getting mildly angry that you weren’t answering her chats on time, telling you “so you are chatting with all those girls now and you don’t have my time abi? anyways it’s all gud”. You feel obligated to explain what you were doing because, you don’t want to make her sad and you tell her it’s either you are chatting with her or you aren’t chatting at all. Hearing this, her cheek turns pink, her eyes glowing and you are feeling like prince Paris on a mission of turning her into Helen of your hometown.
On one faithful day you made this statement or a statement that looks like this “you are my friend”. She looks at you funny and says “no wonder you have been treating be like this. After all, I’m not your girlfriend”. You are taken aback and you try explaining to her “You may not be my girlfriend but I do care about you and I wish you to be happy. I can’t stand seeing you….” and she interrupts “don’t worry I get it. It’s all good” and you know it is all everything but good.
You hate to see her like this. So, the thought crosses your mind that if you just profess your love which is just developing and you call it undying, the bright smiles that spun on her face whenever she sets her eyes on you will be restored. After all you will do anything do make her happy, either and a friend or Boo.
You pick your phone and you text her “Bae, we need to talk”. You can sense the excitement in her when she replies “about what friend”. The game kicks in and now you are no longer like Captain Nigeria, you have assumed the character of a Nigerian Casanova. Your head is spinning with lines you have learnt from movies and songs. All of them coming back to you at once, but being a good man that you are everything you are telling is nothing but the truth.
People always have this frost in their voice whenever they are about to confess seemingly undying feeling to cuties, but not you. It comes to you naturally and you start flowing like Jon Champion. Looking into her expectant eyes you start flowing like an Oracle “I know we have known each other for not too long now. We have been friends and it has been legendary…” she wrinkles her nose and rolled eyes when you mentioned the f-word (friend). To show her disapproval of the word. “…I wanted to be just your friend because I don’t want to spoil the what we have, what we share. Thinking deeply, I have now come to realise that being you friend is good but being your Boo will be great. I want to be that guy that makes you look at your phone and smile. I want to be the guy you tell your fears, I want to be the guy you share your pain with, I want to be the guy that can’t and won’t stop worrying about you. I am not asking for you to love me. I’m just begging for you to please let me Love you”. She gives you a long stare with tears stored at her lower eye lid, she blinks and the twin tears drop uniformly. After the pause, she kisses you, there and then you have your answer. It has become so certain to you now that you are in Love. - Hmmm Love kwa
The first few weeks you feel like you have a million bucks in your account because you think you have a perfect relationship. Months gone, your growing love is actually becoming undying for real.
Your words are no longer memorized lines from movies but a true expression of your feelings for her. Everything she does is a delight. Her smile is soothing, her approval inspires you and her laughter becomes a sound of reward. And you say if this is not love then what is?
You have let your guards down and you have broken down the walls that protect your heart because you feel this young angel will never hurt you and neither will she break your heart.
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Suddenly, you discover a threatening fact. She still cares but not as much as she once did. She replies your chat almost immediately once but now it is taking an average of six minutes thirty seconds. Those six minutes becomes the longest six minutes of the day. When she finally replies you see chats like g2g, brb, ttyl8tr. Finally, when you are getting slightly depressed, you call and she tells you sorry that she’s been busy all day. You are an understanding young man at least she once liked that about you. So you do what you do best, you understand. It becomes more alarming you ask her “Bae when am I seeing you” you get what looks like this “not sure yet. I will call you”. You wait for the call for like twenty-four hours. They you call her. Things are becoming fragile now you don’t want to piss her off. So, you are very careful with your words selections, you develop good diplomatic skills overnight.
You lay awake in the middle of the night, you imagine all the good times, you feel like giving up on everything, like giving up on love and you remember who you are. You are not a quitter and definitely not a quitter in Love. The so called love that have been effortless now becomes a task, a task that requires strategy.
Operation win back her love is activated. Making a lady fall in love with you is the easy part, keeping her in love with you is the tough part but making her fall in love with you again is the most challenging part. She knows you so well now.
She’s probably seen it all with you and now, she’s done.
She’s giving you the good guy courtesy, because you once made her happy and for this reason she respects and adores you for it. You try to replay all the memories you shared to make her feel the love once again, she smiles for a while remembering this feeling and when you are getting confident, thinking you are getting her back, the doze of your charm wears out again and you are back to square one.
So, you realise life is not a bed of roses. You are a good guy, no one disputes that. But a good guy won’t just cut it. You realise the honest truth of the matter. You were just a good guy who was used to pass a challenging and difficult face in her life. Now she is done with that face and your love is no longer required because she is fine. Seeing the lady that could not just stay half a day without you, doing just fine without you could be a real pain in the heart, but if it is worth any relieve, joy in yourself that you once were responsible for that smile you love to see on her face. You should be proud of yourself at least you loved her in ways most guys won’t.
After long nights of staring at the ceiling in your little room, you gradually smile about how naïve you were. You are getting your game back now, listening to those songs, reading those novels of yours, learning new things every day focussing on your ambition. Sometimes she remembers you and you talk. It is almost as if you still care about her, but not in that way. You still flatter her a little bit and ask if she is fine and when she says she is you reply “good” and you continue with your life.
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It’s been a few years now. She remembers how good you were. She’s older and a little wiser now. She realises that our breed of guys are not so common out there. Being a fine lady that she is, she often gets want she want. She chats you up “Sup Boo” you are a little shocked and confused like Boo bawo?. You reply “Hi <her name>” and she says “has it turned to that? So I ‘m no longer your Bae now abi?” you say nothing else apart from “lol”. She offers to see you again. You are a gentle man you don’t want to turn a lady down.
Seeing her in those kind of gowns you love so much, with her short hair, moderate make up and her bright smile. Then it comes to your mind Here comes the Apple again. You are now left with the decision to make. She explaining what really happened why you guys just drifted apart. It was meant to be a temporary drifting. But you were not hearing a thing she was saying, you were looking at her apple lips. You just want to taste that again and you remember the pain that will accompany biting those lips. Explaining your own side of the story and telling her exactly how you felt when she drifter away from you. And she said “Bae, you should have told me how you felt. You know I will never wanna hurt you intentionally”. She has learnt lines from you, trying to use your very own lines for you. But you know better not to get yourself into the apple situation again.
She now sings Hello by Adele.
