HE

He was the frost that burnt her; he was the gravity that made her fly. He was her death, but nothing made her feel more alive… She not only fell in love with him, she fell in love and shattered. Her love was fierce and invincible. She gave every fiber of her being and the unseen soul, open raw to him. She drowned in his ocean and breathed his love alone.

But now he left her, she waits thinking she could see his reflection in her mirror again. She waits thinking she could wake up in the morning, feeling his warm breath, gently tickling her face again. He was the sadness that made her smile, a pleasure that tortured.

And she was the scream that never was heard, her scars are only blemishes. There is a place in her, where his fingerprints still rests, his kisses still linger, where his whispers still echo. There is a place where a part of him will forever be a part of her; He is the reason she’s placed a semicolon instead of a full stop 😦.

I don’t really know what love is, but all I know is there are smiles you never get tired of seeing, some hands you never want to let go, some memories you never get bored recalling, some presences you can never get enough of and some absence that hurt too much to ignore.There are many kinds of love in this world, but never the same love twice, there are some infinities that are longer than forever, so was her love, it could never be defined because to define is to limit

 

Power of Prayer

Anita was a young beautiful girl, living in an orphanage among other children. However, life was not easy, Anita and the other kids faced tough times growing up. There are times when they went for days without food and they survived with wild fruits, they had to walk long distances just to find water. The people from the villages sometimes brought food for them, but it was not enough. Anita had four special friends, they were the youngest in the orphanage and these five, stuck together no matter what, they shared everything no matter how small it was and they helped each other in everything they did.

They may have been the youngest but there was no day they went hungry, when there was no food at the orphanage, which was like every day, they would creep into someone’s garden like squirrels and with bare hands dig up cassava, sweet potatoes or nuts. Most farmers in that area grew maize, which was the worst nightmare for Anita and her friends. When the maize was half-grown, Anita and her friends wouldn’t dare go near that farm because they were afraid of snakes which were so common in the area, so they always avoided bush places.

It was a maize season, Anita and her friends had gone without food for two days except for the sweet smelling mud they had eaten earlier that day, when it rained. Even though they were starving, they couldn’t go near the maize. They sat down watching the farm from afar wishing a miracle could happen, they got tired and decided to play church, so they praised and worshiped and prayed for food  hoping to see Manna fall from heaven. Manna didn’t fall so they got tired and decided to go to the forest hoping they could find some fruits.

On their way, they realized no one was in the forest chopping firewood. So they gave up on their journey and decided to head back to the orphanage. But just as they were going back they realized Anita was running towards something, so they followed her. To their surprise, there was an alter under a big tree and there were ripe bananas, other fruits in a basket and some coins a couple of inches from the basket. They ate the bananas, took the rest along with the coins to the orphanage, it was their best day.

Ever since, Anita and her friends went to that tree every day and they always found money and food, it was their oasis in the desert, a couple of months later, Sponsors from Holland came to visit and the children never went hungry again. Anita and her friends remembered their prayer for Manna from heaven, It did fall much better than they ever expected and thus the power of prayer.

 

No Longer in my Heart

 

Ouch,,,I felt like an arrow had been driven through my heart. I was lying on the bed watching a movie with Wenny, even thou we had broken up a couple of weeks ago, I didn’t think it was serious. Wenny had been out of town for some months and I had patiently waited for him, but when he came back, he wasn’t the same. He got angry for no good reason and despite the fact that, we’d been far from each other, for months he didn’t seem like he wanted to see me at all. I sat there watching him drink wine but my mind couldn’t stop wondering why we broke up, finally i couldn’t take it anymore and words were forced out of my mouth, “Why did we breakup ?” I asked. He smiled and said, “I never loved you” For a moment, my beating heart came to a halt. “You should have told me,” I silently cried. My voice was shaking, my heart was bleeding blood, I felt hurt, angry and rejected. I still don’t understand what hurt most, the word I never loved you or the smile.

For almost two years, I couldn’t get him out of my head. I wanted to move on but i wasn’t ready and i didn’t want to hurt anyone else with my pain. The two years were not easy, they were filled with emotional breakups, loneliness and regret.Today however, i woke up with a new vibe in my heart, no more pain,no more regret, its a new me and i like it. Truly time heals everything. Wenny is no longer in my heart.