Skip to main content

I PUT AN END TO OUR RELATIONSHIP BUT IT ONLY GOT BETTER

I put an end to our relationship, but it only got better;
Because we now relate with each other on our terms.
The one I offended did not stay offended,
I'm glad he got to see myself.

Was going to apologize, but then I remembered
The reason behind my actions last December—
You can't keep losing to win people,
But it wasn't all plain and simple, I still had to deal with guilt.

But then I got his message and felt old resentments,
But then it quickly went away:
An opportunity to bury the hatchet,
I grabbed it with both hands!

Later, in person, I apologised,
Water under the bridge, under the bridge,
I put an end to our relationship,
But then it only got better!

©el-iyanu


This depicts the story of a testy relationship that got on my nerves for years. Last year, with some amount of disrespect, I carefully put an end to it. But then he reached out this year, I'm glad the dynamic had changed. Now, we both understand that I dance to my own tunes (by God's grace, and no one else's!) But more than anything, I'm glad he reached out, and presented me an opportunity to bury the hatchet.

Comments

  1. It is a beautiful thing when a relationship is restored and mutual respect is birthed.

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Sincerely. There's nothing more beautiful. Well said, thanks kindly.

      Delete

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

TO KNOW I GOT YOU (WONDER WOMAN)

Omo, you dey make my heart dey beat Thinking of you, my mind dey sweet Like Chike I wan dey run to you Dem say life na suru But for you I be Eran Nuru I still smile when I think of you Revisit talks I had with you I dey bless God because of you Like which material he use make you? Not perfect but we need to be In case you're wondering, same applies for me But I know enough to not judge me Like I wouldn't want to judge me You're like a dream come true Everyday I wanna shout out to you You remind me of Queen Esther You're one great queen, remember! That mercy and dear compassion You are my friend, my dear companion Relating don't have to be romantic Forgive me my dear antics But it's good to know I've got you Someone brave and down-earth humble You no dey do gra gra, you no dey fumble See how freely I speak with you? Means the world to me, true! You're a woman but you are my bro And I respect you kindly, aburo.. ©el-iyanu, 7th of November, 2021. For a very...

IT IS A TERRIBLE THING TO NOT KNOW HOW GREAT YOU ARE

Hello, and welcome to Haven Incorporated. This is the very first post minted in our press, and hopefully the continuation of something great. We hope you find value in this space and find it a place to stay. It's indeed a terrible thing to not know how great one is. Usually, we hear warnings to desist from pride and cease from arrogance, that pride goes before an unpleasant fall and humility comes before honour. But having a healthy sense of self and worth is not as emphasised. And I dare say, it's better to be proud than falsely humble! Just tonight, I saw a man who didn't know how great he was, and it pierced my heart to see him so. Maybe he knew, but only humbled himself for the moment, but I didn't think it necessary for him to have done so. But it's terrible to not know how great you are! It occurred to me that culture and tradition, perhaps, makes us stagnant and backwards in the face of progress. It is true that we learn great virtue and core valu...

THE ROAD IS NEVER ALONE

I Spoke to King Solomon yesterday, Told him I was sad and lonely, yeah; He looked at me and deeply smiled, Showed me a god-forsaken road, Then said: Listen carefully and watch, my child— The road is never alone! Listen, he said, the road is never alone! Your joy is yours, and so is sadness, Listen carefully, he said, my child— The road is never alone, And so you never walk alone! The path is lonely, and the lane is dark, Your mind is filled With a lot of things you can't track, Still, you never walk alone. Dark skies like a blacked-out picture, Blowing like garments without cincture, Tripping your feet chasing the future, Bad news that keeps the soul injured; At times, happiness becomes a decoy, Deflecting attention like a wind-up toy, But sadness remains behind the smile, Mind shattering like a broken tile… But I spoke to King Solomon yesterday, Told him I was sad and lonely, yeah; He looked at me and deeply smiled, Showed me a god-forsaken road, Then said: Listen carefully and wa...