She never really walked into my life, I had seen her a mile-off and knew she was coming, I wasn’t really bothered and paid no interest as such, but as life would have it, the inevitable became certain, and finally I couldn’t avoid her.
It was nevertheless a new dawn, and a new chapter, though I had encountered her on numerous occasions, more than I was willing to count. I was certain that this time would be different, I had matured and was a bit older I daresay but was still no match for her.
The moment came we said our hellos, although, it wasn’t the first time, everything felt fresh and new at the time. I took a protracted look, summed her up and decided she wasn’t worth the risk, time or headache. This would have been a new adventure in the life of most people but for me it was just another association, I was going to take it one day at a time, try to enjoy every moment with her, I was determined to leave hopes, resolutions, and projections all in the past.
As days turned into months I became fully embroiled, all of a sudden I was engrossed, I warmed to her, don’t know when it happened, but it seemed like this was going to be it. I had found some hope and just a little faith that this time it would work. I started making strides, sweated and toiled, the dividends were bountiful, my thousands turned to millions, and she had brought all the luck that seemed to be lost.
Things were running smoothly, it appeared we were meant to be, it was going so well, I didn’t want it to end, I had scoffed and reproached her but here I was hoping it was the start I so desired, I wanted to slow it down, felt it was too good to be true, just a little slower I pleaded, but time really waits for no one, it seemed like every passing moment was a reminder that it would soon be over.
I didn’t want to admit that I was so enthralled, I’d had similar episodes, but this one was different, the air smelt better, the mood was lighter. She had tickled my fancy and I had taken to her, there was no going back, I had to make something out of it. I didn’t want it to be just another page in the diary of time, I wanted this to be the start of something awesome with better chapters stacked in the future, but at the back of my head a voice kept ringing “all good things must come to an end” and for sure it did.
She stabbed me in the back, she had made me high then dashed my hopes as suddenly as they had arisen, she made me wish for death. I was emptied, financially and emotionally, I was running mad and contemplated ending it all. I thought this time she would be the one, the one I would celebrate always as the harbinger of the rest, but I guess I was wrong. Now I must pick myself off, brush off her memory and await my next adventure …all in 52weeks.
To the exciting yet tumultuous 2011 I bid you farewell……
Au revoir 2011…. Welcome 2012… please be gentle with me….
P.S: A shout out to HUGO not UGO…thank you for the time! Hip-Hop is alive…Don’t let the dream Die…and also my E.O.D fam…much love. To Mr. AKD, Igwe and Tonia… thanks for the space.
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