HAPPY SUNDAY PEOPLE!!! I’VE GOT JANET WITH A PIECE THAT GOT ME THINKING. PLEASE READ AND ENJOY THIS, ASK YOURSELF A FEW QUESTIONS LIKE I HAVE DONE AS WELL. LET US PLEASE ENCOURAGE HER WITH OUR COMMENTS. THANKS…
Humans have perfected the act of not saying what they mean and not meaning what they say! Masking their true intention and clouding your judgement in a hazy smoke . The Yorubas will say ; hiding black spit inside and spitting out white spit.
In fact, it is extremely difficult to decipher the truth about what a person says, emotion displayed or body language message passed with accuracy with these multi layered “onionic” peels we cover we employ to mask our true intentions.
Sometimes it’s very hard to tell one’s intentions towards you. Someone can crawl into your life, slowly but systematically, taking over your heart .
They make you believe and before you know it, you get used to them. They make you believe that they are different from the rest you have ever had. You start finding ways of making things happen as hope has been activated in you. You totally get taken up by that person’s care and love. Love, care and attention can sway any man, that you know.
You start to lean on and plan your whole life into his or her schedule. Suddenly you find your life is slowly dependent on the person. You believe in everything they tell you (love sometimes makes one gullible).
You get down on your knees and thank God for sending you THE HERO. You then ignore other people that are into you, craving only the comfort your hero. You forge ahead, and are always there for him or her, giving your all.
You trust them but then one day they wake up and they start hurting you without thinking twice. They torture your feelings and break your heart into pieces without thinking of what you have gone through with them. The people we love the most hurt us the most!
Seriously sometimes I wish there was a way one could identify the REAL SERIOUS PERSON. A times I wish there is an “intentiometer” to gauge and measure intention of peoples heart. I wish that person could come with a LABEL on him or her declaring “I am fake”.
I wish there were fixed dates for one to know when one will be hurt, chucked and cheated on. Sadly however, there is no way to tell.
Seriously some people are just tourists in/to our LIVES and HEARTS. They are never destined to stay forever. They come with a packed mission and when it’s done then they show you their true colours or they open up the hurting truth.
Some people just enjoy hurting the other and I am constrained to ask why? I know that is a million dollar question anyway.
Why make someone love you when you won’t stay forever? Why make someone give you his or her heart when you are to break it? Why make someone care about you yet you well know you will disappoint him/her? Why use someone for your own benefit (anyway we are all intrinsically selfish)? Why making someone cry yet you won’t be there to wipe his or her tears? Why tell someone “I LOVE YOU” when you don’t mean it. Why raise their hopes when you are in love with someone else? Why do those dirty things behind someone you claim that you love and care about? Why not be contented with what you have? Why flirt with other people when you already have someone you love? Why waste someone’s time, energy and resources yet you plan to leave him or her? WHY WHY???
My friends be CAREFUL, be careful with your lives, be careful with your delicate bodies, be careful with your delicate hearts, be extra careful with people who tell you that they “love you”. Many don’t mean it, it’s just a common word to them. It’s just a word they tell to anyone they are interested in ; it’s just like a local song to many people. Stop wasting your TIME, ENERGY, FEELINGS & MONEY on people who aren’t willing to waste theirs on you. When someone tells you that they love you take your time to think before telling them that you “love them too”. Stop allowing people to blind you with that word. Take your time to decide as you are testing one’s patience and seriousness. Never rush…
The writer is Obilade Oluwabukunmi Janet on Facebook