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There is always this saying that “what will be would be” in as much as I find the saying skeptical at times, I have witnessed countless ‘Que Sera Sera’ moments. Like finding earrings I thought have lost in my purse, coming across something have wanted to have for long, becoming friends with someone I have admired for so long, lol. All this sounds silly but I call them my Que Sera Sera moments.
Now, girls and boys at a point or another start having funny feelings for each other, I mean after years of pretending to be *just * *friends* one opens up to the other and wowza! They become a thing, late night calls, flowers, chocolate, midnight crying over really stupid things like, why he didn’t reply her text even though he is online and the WhatsApp tick is showing blue? Why he wouldn’t use her as his profile picture, why she wouldn’t call him Bae infront of her friends, why she wears sandals when he wanted her to wear palms with him, for some it is much more serious, like you seeing love texts exchange between him and one Saucy Shania!, she hiding in the bathroom to receive phone calls from one Random Rahman who is just *a* *friend* . So fights start, blah blah blah and before you can say ‘Hello’ they start having breakup conversations, the phone calls doesn’t end with the ‘I love you’ phrase-that phrase is overrated anyways. You start getting uncomfortable in eachother’s company, and one, two, three… breakup!!!
Now you have to deal with seeing him/her moving on, cool fancy pictures, picture of him/her having fun with a really beautiful girl or dashing guy, funny memes and quotes of how his or her life is much more better without you in it. So you cry, wet pillows, sad music, you become Adele’s number one fan and ‘Someone like you’ is on replay, for the really tough hearted, not a drop of tear or sleepless night even though you act like a dog whose tail has been chopped off all day,.. Maybe you were never into the thing anyway.
After years of dealing with the Post breakup traumatic disorder, and you are on your way to fully getting healed, and you have met this amazing person that makes you sing ‘where have you been all my life’ in the shower, and you are looking much more healthier, well formed muscles as a guy, bigger butt and fresher skin (most girls crave that), when you keep nailing your selfies, when you can finally save up the money you’d have wasted on buying call card to call or text, when you have your life in control and everything is about to turn out amazing with an equally amazing person you just met, your ugly, wretched, good-for-nothing Ex comes back with filthy mouth to tell you shit about getting back together, and all those trash talks about you guys being meant for eachother!.WHAT WOULD YOU DO?!
PS: I will play I DON’T FUCK WITH YOU by Big Sean, twerk to it and send it to him!


About Kanzah

I am not cute or built to suit a fashion model size, but when i start to tell them, they think am telling lies, i say, it is in the reach of my arms, the span of my hips. I am a woman phenomenally, phenomenal woman,that's me - Maya Angelou.


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