It’s the last day of week one. I have lived through the week, hurray to me. ‘I’ve literary stepped into each day with a blank mind but somehow survived through it. My work schedule hardly lets me rest. I am a lover guy and I just can’t let the whole week go without some love…Now let’s see how creatives deal with love.
When you fall in love with a creative, you’ll be immortalized either through music, poems, stories, paintings, photographs or videography. It’s our thing when we get romantic. Immortalizing the people we love.
However, how you’re immortalized depends on how you related to the end. If the relationship blooms to bear fruit, you will live in be immortalized in the most beautiful way unimaginable. But it dare ends in tears, you’ll wish you never met because the immortality will knock you so hard you’ll take time to walk again.
Here’s what I am talking about;
This was love,
“I like inhaling deeply when you’re nearby so that your scent lingers in my nostrils, long enough for me to hallucinate & day dream about you throughout. I like brushing against you any chance I get so that I feel your presence on my skin. That close moment bathes goose bumps all over me. I come alive.
I like it when we wrap our pinky fingers together in the packed office, standing in positions where no one is looking, silently whispering I love you’s to each other & stifling the smiles that come after.”
And this is when love is lost;
“I was too blind to notice that this love we shared wasn’t gonna last with me. Try to make you & me become we. Heart matters tragedy.
You talked of true love when you was with me but when you hooked up elsewhere I can hardly even believe that you was real with me.” you can find the whole post here.”
We’re just that emotional but what kind of emotion depends on how you relate with them.
It Must Have Been Love…When I saw you first & sought you out. When I knew your flaws & ignored them. Never used them against you. For I was looking at the bigger picture. Of course, that’s of me & you. I’d looked into my future & placed you there. For what is eternal love if I only wanted to live it for that moment? I saw you in my lifetime. For that is love if I can keep it for a life time.
It must have been love. When I kissed your lips & let myself drown in your romance. Damn. How my heart sank with emotion for how I longed to be swept away with romance, to hear those words. Their depth. Their meaning. The faith they spring. A beacon of hope. Their sincerity. Their effect on a heart that’s longing to be loved. Mine.
It must have been love when I defended your mistakes. How I gave allowance to time thinking you’d change. A hope to things going back to how they post to be. I thought your errors were to be corrected & as blind as they say love is, my eyes failed to see the end of things till it was too late & now what I thought was true love is over. Roxette.
Naturally, men are at first contact, visual when it comes to things of love & romance. If what he sees gets him attracted to the lady then she’s worth having a go for. Usually, first rule to getting to choose a female is dependent on how she physically attracts him & how she uses those physical aspects to keep him interested. The face, the hair, the ass, the curves, the smile, boobs. You name it. How she uses them when she’s walking, talking, smiling, touching then comes into play. Unfortunately, some women are gifted with great curves & legs but walk like ducks. Some are gifted with great lips & teeth but laugh & talk like SpongeBob. In this case, there are men who feel that they can’t go for a woman who will get the world questioning what the hell he was thinking to go for such a woman.
After that physical attraction feeling has been created then he’d go further to know what lies beneath. “Okay, this girl looks angelic & all but what is her thinking capacity? How does she reason? What are her interests? How does she handle money? How does she cook?” Etc. Therefore it now comes to revolving on how she reasons, thinks, interests etc. & if he’s turned off from that stage then he’d probably conclude that that is wasted beauty & he’ll retreat.
That’s why you’ll get many men saying that “The first time I saw you blah blah blah” & not “Before I even saw you, your intellect struck me telepathically.” This isn’t the Joseph, Mary & the Holy Spirit era.
That’s why so many women with a prospect of hooking up mind about turning up dripping hot & not with their degrees or other professional attributes pinned on them as first impressions because they know the power of first impression in attraction. The commotion this situation causes among men excites a lot of women & that’s why many end up flaunting it everywhere with catchy captions on their social medias. Captions that seek to get validation from the male species.
However, the initial physical attraction factor is something many women have failed to understand & when you tell that to them, they’ll think you’re perverted & only flirting, simply running after their southern parts. You can’t blame them though because it’s a common occurrence & this now is the stage where the man has to actually prove his intensions. Like the same way we can’t understand some feminine issues like the magnitude of menstrual pains, they can’t understand some ways of a man either & we’re supposed to peacefully coexist with that.
From collaborative words driven by Benjamin Watch & a feature of the beautiful Louisa…Imagine drinking from broken glass or eating from a broken plate, if it were to happen successfully then it would need a certain amount of care……………So long as she loves in her own way, and accepts to be loved at her own pace of a broken soul I don’t care if she doesn’t want an official marriage or even the prospect of kids, I am fine with her. Broken things are not for an imperfect man to fix. Love can fit and come out from any sort of crack. We are all broken in some form.
If you have been to Benjamin WATCH Blog before you can figure out which exact blog post the words or portion I and my two friends are building on. No, I will not be providing the link to the piece. When I put out a tweet asking for someone to work with on this post, Louisa from Malawi and ‘I Marvin’ from Uganda honored the call. So here we go on the positives for loving broken souls.
“We are all broken”, they say in some aspect. But that is more of a coating that can come off as an insult to someone who has really been broken by the past. The world is an ugly place that anything can break people, from careers to romantic love to family backgrounds. Imagine telling a lady or gentleman who was sexually assaulted in the past by those they loved that we are all broken. It would be cold of you. Broken people are seen to be unsteady and unreliable especially when it comes to relationships in their lives. Being in their lives seems draining and it really is but it can have a side to it, and it does.
Broken people live in pieces and bits that may never come together again but that is one of their many refinements. They can effortlessly share themselves with you if you try so hard to get close to them. The fact that they give love a chance after going through whatever broke them is a testament that they have enormous love deep in them, it is as though they don’t fear love. They sometimes “over-over” since their care for those that take interest in their flaws is beyond normal.
Broken people are the nicest beings at living in the moment and they make the moment wonderful since they know they are volcanoes with not much time. The way they love if they are to is special, they love the heaviest and are precious at it. They can be sunshine on a rainy day. Broken people know what it means to love since they have been hurt in the past.
If you want to feel like or even be a superhero, love a broken soul, the adventure of handling a time bomb in a person can be a thrill. An extreme sport of a kind. They will bring out the best in us because we are careful not to incite the demon in them. Sometimes it’s beautiful to when you wait on a broken soul to start loving you back because they take forever to.
The most important thing you need is Patience. Patience is what makes you understand them, and gives you hope that they will come around. Most will have the Wall of China built around their heart, to protect them from the evil outside. Instead of acting like a tourist, be a wall guard. Be there to guard their hearts just like they do it.
See, there is something beautiful in broken. The most beautiful of vases are those that broke and the pieces were glued back together. A tale of hope and restoration, a desire to hold on. Like glue. The scars show strength to hold it together. And though they will push you back, and make it seem like you are the reason they are broken; know that deep inside, they are fighting with themselves over the emotions they feel. The desire to be free from the broken past and a taste of freedom to give love and be loved back in equal or even more measures. To be able to live life and create new memories with someone that won’t mind the scars on them but sees the special in them all over again. A silver lining on the horizon.
It’s your role to show them this positivity and to assure them that all will be well. Be their knight in shining armor that they been waiting for. To the last drop be there, be patient, be loving.
Louisa is a Malawian poet, art lover & blogger. You can Follow her journey, thoughts and craziness through her blog posts. https://thelouisamsiska.com/ Find her work here
Benjamin is from Uganda & he’s constantly ‘Questioning the question.’ A very spirited promoter of creative creators across this rock we inhabit called Africa. He’s intuitive work can be found here https://musanjufukavubu.wordpress.com/
I must admit I was excited to do a writing collab this year & this opportunity was totally amazing. Please do check out the links provided for these people have amazing works that will keep you thirsting for more.
Call on me when your heart is broken, I’ll mend it without a damn. No cost taken. I’ll make you believe in love again. I promise to make you fly. I’ll be waiting right from the start. Even if at dawn, you will still find my home & welcome, you will feel so warm.
Call on me, I’ll have my chest for you to hug, my heart to accommodate you. My shoulder for you to drench your tears, my arms, strong & sturdy to hold you tight & your tears I will wash away with showers of endless love & care & just once more, you will smile again. I promise you that.
Call on me because so many times, I think about you. Everyday. I think about your lips & long to kiss you. Instantly to hold you. Your voice, the sweetest melody. I wanna hear you again. When I think about those moments when I have you, when I had you. I wanna hug you. I wish to, that I can rewind it over again. Don’t you want to step into it with me? How couldn’t you? Why?
Call on me because I miss you as you’re not here, let’s not even argue about it. I want to dance with you under the sky, the stars, stare in twinkleness as the angels in heaven bare to us witness. Your love to me is a weakness. I can’t rest. Call me restless if I am not with you. You have me in some sort of a love trance. Stuck on replay.
Call on me & I will do the 1000 miles to pick you up without a grudge. I am ready to let you in & show you all that you missed then maybe one day……we will only kiss to the merriment & bliss of our union. A perfect toast.