20/12/2023
DEAR EX, 💔
Still very clear in my memory the day our paths first crossed. That was a day that never had a kind: filled with measures of life fulfillment and sense of dream actualization. I literally felt my heart chilling deep to ice and all my veins tickling sensual hormones to my skin. You were such mesmerizing fair damsel that no biologically active young man would encounter without a spontaneous radical intrigue in body chemistry at close sit. I was a victim too.
Getting closer in relationship with you was another hook that glued you to my heart adhesively.
Attired in humility, structured of maturity and blended with soft intoxicating voice tone.
The warmth of your palm melts anger without a word but a touch on a fury shoulder.
You were such a blessed soul.
I really loved you lavishly and you knew it.
In my love for you, I consciously made you admired by my siblings, always at constant communication with you and going beyond my stamina to make you financially satisfied.
I remember emptying my poor account many times to meet your needs and keep you happy. I valued you above my immediate family and never had regret at such. What a love!
Your company made me understand the biblical Eden clearer. It was one of such.
I recall preaching the peace and love I enjoyed in you to everyone that came close to me.
But why ending this 5 years journey? you may ask.
Babe, though I found satisfaction in your love but for this long still struggled to find fulfillment in your personality. I opened up this in our second year of entanglement but you never did anything to palliate this complaint.
You got good vibes in making delicious meals, you are very best at romantic talks that bleaches even a dirty heart and of course a lovable soul to camp with but all these made no marks of the ideal quality of a wife in the kinda challenging century we presently are and that's absolutely my fear that prompted this.
Many times I ran to you confused with critical options to choose on my race to actualizing destiny but never for once have you lent me an idea to solve them. You've always referred me back to myself because you neither understood what vision is nor knew anything about what it takes to get that. You've always told me you don't know what to say and truly you got really nothing to contribute that can fuel my zeal to achieving my dreams.
Whenever you feel I got you happy, you only cook a good meal and try luring me to bed as a way to reciprocate my kindness.
Babe, for this five years I've watched you had no zeal for any skill neither did you have appetite for any business.
Once I gave you huge money carelessly stylishly watching to see you invest it, you rather returned to me with assorted hills and sparkling clothings.
The last time I condemned this misdemeanor, you bluntly looked at my face and told me you can't take stress of running any business or squeezing yourself to learn any skill after degree certificate. A certificate that fetched you no work soon.
You made me wonder if all a woman can offer a man to reciprocate his benevolence is s*x.
You made me wonder if women don't have their own destiny to fulfill because you virtually pursue none.
You made me wonder if a man can't borrow good ideas from his fiance to attain his dreams.
I woke up last night meditating on the looming dangers that lie ahead if I continue with a woman who ain't supportive to my destiny, a lady who ain't contributive to my dreams, a girl who doesn't have any ambition that excites her to achieve and I summoned courage to write this to you.
Falling down on this letter is tears from a broken heart of our years together. Heavily it falls but my destiny is bigger than the memories you've created in me in five years.
I thought you could be a compatible companion but you chose to be a complementary coefficient.
Please while I grope back to singularly single-hood, may I request you visit the bank of advices I gave you these years and build yourself to become a help-meet for the next man that knocks at your heart door.
I wish I could turn back the hands of clock to have that ideal wife just in you but unfortunately time awaits no man.
Good bye 😭
You are still a friend but not more a partner.
If I ever wronged you these years, find a place in your heart to forgive me.
I actually nursed this relationship thus long believing you could wake up to reality on my advices someday but not yet do you even care to.
I'll sure miss your presence but I wish your impact equalled your stay.
Yours heavily wounded,
Ejikemeụwa.
©2020
Henry E. Iduma.
