Two sides of a broken coin
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Long story short, I did a piece with a lady I admire deeply (in actual fact, she's freaking incredible. Plus the idea was hers) Please with an enormous mental ovation, welcome Nida Ede Eghafona to the godlyintellectual page.
I hope you enjoy this. You'd better. Once again, your comments are most dear to me 😀
"TWO SIDES OF A BROKEN COIN",by Nida Eghafona and Ochuko Ikogho.
Nida says:
My eyes fell out of its sockets, tears flooded my soul, my heart melted as it slowly decimated with struggling flames of despair, of hurt , of pain. Pain so strong that the thought was strong enough to melt one into ashes. I had loved every inch of David, every notable little inch, his pluses were as much mine as his flaws, his losses more for me than his gains, he gained me, he had me, he owned me and now, he's broken my heart.
Ochuko writes:
Breakups? Na. I dont have those anymore. Well, now that I think of it, I kind of know why. No lady measures up anymore, you know? No lady deserves my trust any more. While I was still young and exploring, with no thought towards any thing emotionally related, she comes waltzing into my life. No forewarning, no alarms no notifications. She just warmed her pretty self into my perfectly working, fairly mediocre life. Sure, I felt special. It was nice to get formally "noticed" again. But the pain afterwards...the pain now? Did any of the midnight calls and social media love leave any mark but regret? I ponder till date.
Nida says:
He held me spell bound, every waking moment graced my mind with thoughts of him. Every breaking dawn cast his shadows on the wall of my heart. He was mine and I was his or so I thought... I had never really known what love felt like till he came crawling slowly into my plain life, igniting fires, fanning embers, rising flames. He set me totally and completely ablaze! David led me, he showed me what it was like to thirst, to yearn, to need in such a way that it inflicted a sweet pain, and the euphoria that came with the pain from needing him was indescribable almost in a masochistic kind of way. I found the love that broke boundaries, the Grecian kind of love. I found something so strong, that the likelihood of its ephemerality never ran through my innocent mind. I basked in those fickle moments, feeling invincible, strong and alive.
Ochuko writes:
Now I complain. Its easy for me to. When I find myself kneeling- threading the shredded portions of my now torn heart together- she's the bad one. Now I lay, ever wondering if the elusive healing of a heartbreak would ever grace me. In these times, its easy to blame her. But heck, it takes two to tango they say. It takes a heart breakee to make a heart breaker. I -unwittingly I might add- let her in. I let her thrive in the knowledge of owning me. I let her stay afloat on the boat of my love, while I rowed painstakingly towards a future I painted in the horizon for us. I built skyscrapers on quicksand. I let puppy brained emotions rule me. Sure, it was always so sweet to dream of a deeper connection with Lauren. And oh, how tall those dreams were. The taller they are, the harder they fall. Guess I proved that true. Pathetic me. Pathetic.
Nida says:
The cold breeze waves over my skin, washing it lightly, as sharp tongues of pain resurfaced, the monsters in my head all bursting out. I glanced at my books, words seem to fly endlessly across the paper, the ink blotched in my eyes and the letter filled pages turned blurred, turned blood.... My heartthrob left me with nothing but my flesh clinging frighteningly to my fragile bones and broken spirit. Love slowly eluded me, stoning my once glassy heart. Hate welled up in my heart with the feeling of bitter bile on my tongue and acid rushing through my veins. She lost! She lost, I was gone.
Ochuko writes:
They say if you're gonna have fun, have it when you're young. If you're gonna try new things, try them now. Heck, this was supposed to be fun. It was. But could I have known that the pain could far surpass any gleeful memory? And talk about bad timing! I have 12 courses to write in three weeks. 3 weeks! I mean, how do I focus? How do I read?! And to think I tutored her! Now she's calmly revising. And see me, scholar! Struggling to remember those pages I skimmed through while being distracted by her soft fair skin brushing me. God! I need to recover. I should have listened. This was pure stupidity! Foolishness, Lord!
Focus boy. Focus. You got a paper to write tomorrow. *exhales*
Nida says:
Beside Taiwo Hall, in the cold poorly illuminated wayside. I sat loosely on a cracked raised pedestrian walk, irked by the sound of my beating heart. I mouthed seemingly empty words for a familiar unfamiliar tune and then looked up at the pregnant sky, heavily laden with clouds, itching to water the earth. I felt like these clouds. Heavy!
And then I let it out, tear after tear accustoming the escaping drops of rain. I heaved oh! I heaved. The healing came slowly,creeping in filling the voids, the emptiness, the vacuity. And those pieces of me in a jigsaw carefully fell into place, fusing and healing. In this sordid moment, I closed my eyes and whispered to Him who first loved me. Jesus said his love was renewing, refreshing like the fresh morning dew. I tried to speak to him, no words came forth, just more and more tears rolling down my cheeks burning my eyes in wicked descent. So I cried to him for those were the only words that I knew how to speak and for him, that suffice. He eased the pain slowly from me, taking up the burden that my back once bore...and though my built up sky scrappers had come crashing down, I laid a new foundation. This time a solid one. That good warmth tardily returned as the pain had begun to fade and then I found that it this moment did he calm the torrent waves that my heart forged, did my Saviour wipe my tear laden eyes. In that moment did I find a calming healing feeling; did I find peace.=)
And then I let it out, tear after tear accustoming the escaping drops of rain. I heaved oh! I heaved. The healing came slowly,creeping in filling the voids, the emptiness, the vacuity. And those pieces of me in a jigsaw carefully fell into place, fusing and healing. In this sordid moment, I closed my eyes and whispered to Him who first loved me. Jesus said his love was renewing, refreshing like the fresh morning dew. I tried to speak to him, no words came forth, just more and more tears rolling down my cheeks burning my eyes in wicked descent. So I cried to him for those were the only words that I knew how to speak and for him, that suffice. He eased the pain slowly from me, taking up the burden that my back once bore...and though my built up sky scrappers had come crashing down, I laid a new foundation. This time a solid one. That good warmth tardily returned as the pain had begun to fade and then I found that it this moment did he calm the torrent waves that my heart forged, did my Saviour wipe my tear laden eyes. In that moment did I find a calming healing feeling; did I find peace.=)
Ochuko writes:
Hey God. I heard you care. I read that you heal. I know you can somehow bring me freedom. I think I love her and I wanted to see this through. But look where that's left me-pained and broken. But I guess you understand. I know you hold my heart.
This hurt, hurts. It hurts bad. I have to see her in class. How can I let her go? There must be a girl of my dreams, I know. There must be an Eve for every Adam I think. But how can I let another girl in? Who would fill the void? Who would be worth the wait? When do I get to meet her? Where would I run into her?
This would take a while. I know I will carry this around for long. But if you promise me to always be there, to hear my dumb rants and solemn cries when memory chooses to troll, then I'll leave this for you. You are after all my Father. This makes me your Prodigal Son. I guess I'm home again.
6 comments
Trust me when I say you have another round of mental applause. More people really need to read this. Ochuko and Nida more of this.. Not break ups though.
ReplyDeleteThanks man. God is inspiring us to greater things.
Delete"It takes a heart breakee to make a heart breaker" 😂...... this is jst pure bliss especially how it all ended in Christ!!! your blog jst had a fan!!! good one bro.....
ReplyDeleteThanks man. This is a great inspiration to solder on stronger. More to come.
ReplyDelete"I built my skyscrapers on quicksand" - its as if the author knows me personally.
ReplyDelete"..and though my built up sky scrappers had come crashing down, I laid a new foundation. This time a solid one. That good warmth tardily returned as the pain had begun to fade and then I found that it this moment did he calm the torrent waves that my heart forged, did my Saviour wipe my tear laden eyes." - this quote deserves and award. My best read in a long while, keep this up, you guys are awesome.
I like how it's a perspective from both sides. Both parties almost always think the other is better off but in the real sense both are suffering in their own ways. I like the style as well, keep it up and I look forward to reading more from you.
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