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                TO THE EX-MEN

Yayyyyyyy! It's a wonderful saturday and via popular demand I have decided to put this up today to wrap up the weekend. The discussion for the day is a stern warning to the Ex MEN all over the world. This is a story in an expounded letter form to the guilty ones. Follow closely.


You walked up to me with your relationship proposal. You defended yourself and what you had strongly, i was impressed but i didn't give in immediately...I was just doing my girly thing. "I am here to stay, I love you, and look at me babe, I am so serious about this. I know where we are headed and i Know what I want. You are what I Need and all I want". Wow. I was impressed and after some intentionaly resistance which i used in analysing your stand for me, I told you Yes.  The jourmey in the first three months was so sweet and smooth. We felt like going to the altar immediately to seal this but then, We didn't get over it, it was just not the time for us.

We had our first fight and settled amicably, infact after every fight was a spark i couldn't comprehend. I looked forward to our fights because of the beautiful spark that ends it. You were my display picture on all my social media platforms. Errrr.. will you call me gullible or vulnerable? I wouldn't tag myself as that, I was just in love and i wanted everybody to celebrate my man. So I thought.
I could compose hundred and new messages for you just to make us hot and get you sparking for me. We had dreams and boo, I believed in you.  We battled our ideologies and settled for a cause, there were some wisdom thoughts I got from you and let me say, Thank You for that. I didn't see this blow coming .No, not at all. You walked up to me and gave me the blow of my life. 

"Babe, I love you but I think we need a Break!" Ehnnnnnnnnnnnn? That was my reply. All of a sudden the word Break sounded italian to me. I didn't understand that english. Break! For what? Break? Are we in school? What do you mean by that? at this point my heart was almost popping out of my chest.





Then you placed your lips on auto repeat..."I think we should go our separate ways, we can't work" Ha! I exclaimed. Go to where? where are we going to? Suddenly we should go our separate ways. I was staying on my own when you came and said we should go together. I believed you and then we started the journey, Now you want us to go our separate ways?  Where do I start from? Mr, You weren't the only man on the track, I just chosed you out of all. This is what I get. Like seriously? I re-read all his beautiful messages and cried my eyes out. It wasn't easy but I encouraged myself that he wasn't meant for me afterall. I picked my heart and mended it, did a little bit of self appraisal and started off all by myself, Doing good, sweet, nice and Fine!


Suddenly, My phone rang and it was you calling to say Hi. As a poised babe, I replied the Hi with Hi.But you wanted me to say more than that,,,,, Excuse you? Seriously? You thought I would pause all my life for your return? Hell No!

#To be continued.

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