Saturday, 9 April 2011

Azubah you live on forever ♥


The red light blinking on my phone
Says a message awaits me
Little do I know that it’s a message of death                                           
The words read ‘’Azubah is dead’’
The loudest scream escapes from my mouth,
Hear the agony, the pain,
First a tear drop, then a second and then comes the flood,
Just on the wall opposite me is the last picture of us on graduation day,
Everyone all smiles to be relieved from secondary school; me, her,  Adaeze and Jummai and then another of Plangnan, Chomo, Jummai, Azubah and I  
How could she be dead? How could she be gone so soon?
Just yesterday she tweeted and updated her bbm status.
Please be a prank I desperately pleaded.
More confirmations poured in on her death
My body violently shaking as I cry
Sobbing out my heart to the loss of the beautiful and strong Azubah,
She didn’t have it easy but she never let that get her down,
Her smile and those chubby cheeks; God!!!
How could such a rare gem like her be snatched from the world?
I picked up my Bible, the question ‘’why God?’’ could not be avoided now, why her? And then I come across my slum , her parting words to me were this ‘’ do you know the saddest part of this grad is the fact that when we grad we won’t be lucky to see each other again till the day you hear I’m married and who knows maybe I would even be dead. Sha just remember that I would always love and cherish you’’ had she known that indeed this would come to pass
But Azubah, you may be dead physically but you live on forever in my memories. I remember our junior days when we were the supposedly bad girls in our set for having boyfriends LOL and tablemates for almost five years! We really did share memories on that table
And NISSMUN when we were roommates, boy I loved those nights we had gisting and dressing each other up
And on visiting days when we would go to the Akpoko’s and have our little picnic.
You danced with passion, painted with passion and did everything with dedication. A faithful friend; rarely caught in our high school drama. Sometimes I felt you were too matured to be our age; you were such a unique person!
We really did have our moments together both good and bad and I will cherish those memories forever.
God knows best my love and I pray that as you look down on us mourning your departure you will truly be convinced that we love you and we miss you and one day we will be joined together in heaven in bliss.
I love you A.Z and I always will.

Monday, 4 April 2011

AsToldByBondi: Healed with Time...

AsToldByBondi: Healed with Time...: "I still remember that day like it was yesterday When you walked out on me and out of my life, I cried, I pleaded, I screamed, I shouted, Ye..."

Healed with Time...


I still remember that day like it was yesterday
When you walked out on me and out of my life,
I cried, I pleaded, I screamed, I shouted,
Yet you still turned on a deaf ear and walked away
I knelt down and I begged you, I held unto your clothes,
The tears streaming down my face, mascara smudged, eyes pleading, heart breaking,
On bended knees I asked you not to leave me,
You didn’t say a word, you just walked out and left the door open behind you,
I stayed crouched on the floor and watched you leave me; slowly disappearing into the distance,
For days I left that door open, hoping, praying that you would return just like you left me but you never did,
All that came through that door was the soft gush of the wind, the cold night and the moon that shone so bright,
Looking at that moon shining brightly up in the sky later replaced by the sun day after day transformed me
It gave me energy, it gave me hope, it healed me because I let myself hurt for a while and in my hurt I found comfort and in my comfort I found strength
The strength to pick myself up from the floor and start over again,
Today I saw you; you were with another girl, I had always thought what I would do when I saw you, screamed at you, break down and cry or want to hit you but I felt different…..
I didn’t even hurt, I didn’t even care, no part of me yearned to have you back, I realized with the days gone by that I deserved the best and the best was what I was going for,
The best which you weren’t…
I gave you my sincerest smile and walked away, I didn’t say hi, because I was taught as a kid ‘’forward always, backwards never’’
There's no point revisiting the past, when the future had so much for me
I'm a changed woman not even you can break me,
I've grown to love myself and I don’t need yours, I laugh more, smile more, dance more because life is too beautiful to be sad
Thank you for hurting me, you indeed created the beautiful woman who stands tall now