Thursday 6 October 2016

DEAR DIARY

Concluding part two.

   Priscilla dumbed his black African behind but didn't block him off her social media as we suggested. She was stronger than we thought. I hadn't talked her into breaking up with him, i had talked her into realising she deserved better ...made her see the reasons why she didn't need a guy like him to mess up her mascara but to my surprise, she hadn't felt bad about herself or even cry for having to let go. She was glad she was pulling off the leach and was ready to move on like it was no man's business.
  From her account, everyone already knew their relationship wasn't going anywhere and it was a shameful thing to have other female friends tell her what Prince told them . Once one of them sent a screenshot of her chat with Prince,who continued to flirt with her denying his love for Priscillia. He even referred to her as 'the pest' .
    At that moment she knew she had lost him but couldn't get herself to admit that she had been played and humiliated . It was definitely going to be hard starting over with someone else or so she thought and decided to keep enduring until my motivational speech that touched the depths of her heart and made her make the right decision.
I remember her quoting C.S lewis "love is not an affectionate feeling but a steady wish for the loved person's ultimate good as far as it can be obtained." i had smiled when she said that . It was obvious she had studied to have the right words to fight for her. The student had surpassed the teacher and was ready to live by the truth.
   Love didn't have to come from a sexual relationship, it lied in the heart and the way you see yourself. Yes, we saw our selves as the best and were determined to become even better.     Tomorrow is going to be a big day for all of us . Priscilla is travelling to California to spend the rest of her vacation with her brother ,Fedel and Karmsi would be going back to school leaving Peace and I in each other's hands. We would be fine and i would finally call the number on the paper in my left hand and see if i could share my better half with someone who's worth it.

The end.

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