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WHEN YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU WANT...



The story.....


It is often said that you don't know the value of what you have, not until you don't have it anymore... Yes! The above cliché, as unique and a forewarning as it is but many often a time tend to ignore it weightiness.


The recent twist and turns event of my life was all captured in the above catchphrase. 


It was a cool Wednesday evening when my girlfriend called. She was so worried about my well-being and other exigencies of mine due to my financial situation.


Unyime was the best girl one could think of, a real grail. Over the period we dated, she was the one working for the stability of our relationship. 


She was caring, compassionate, beautiful and above all very humble. 


It is a known fact that good people meets bad people and are inflicted with pains for being good to bad people. 


Unyime was the good one in this situation. She was committed and made sure that everything works in our relationship smoothly. 


Often times, my problems, upon sharing them with her was half solved and she was always offering useful assistance wherever she could. 


While she was doing this, all her efforts were under the radar due time my lust for things that was detrimental to our relationship.


 I was actually not the one for such an amazing girl.


Several times I have wronged her and several times she has forgiven me due to her large heart.


In fact, Unyime didn't deserve a guy like me not with the kind of heart she had.


That Wednesday evening I was lamenting on how to get some few things fixed and there was this lady I was engaging in a chat with on my WhatsApp.


It was actually about getting some groceries the following morning before leaving for work. 


While chatting, I made a screenshot of my chat with the lady to my girlfriend Unyime since I was also telling her I was gonna get some few things to myself via groceries seller who was handy to deliver the next morning to my doorstep.


Before that evening, about two week back, I have met a certain girl on social media and over this time, my lust for Irene got to it zenith that i got so obsessed with her.


My obessesion  had made me download pictures of Irene and then used one as my WhatsApp background.

You can imagine how stupid and lustful I was....


Irene and I never met let alone have  anything to do with each other. Our relationship was purely a social media thing, basically on the blue app (FACEBOOK) and the green (WHATSAPP) apps.


To say the truth, I was only living in a fantasy world of romance with Irene that resulted me into gathering stones at the expense of the golden gift I had within my grabs..... lack of knowing what i actually wanted.


My girlfriend saw the screenshots and flared instantly. She was this calm type that whenever we had issues or misunderstanding she wouldn't utter any negative words. Her maturity was exceptional and it was what always baffled me.


After trying uselessly to explain my shameful attitude to my woman, she dropped a message that reads thus: 


" Isaac, so you have mind to do this to me?.... thanks and God bless you."


She logged out and switched off her phone that night.


There i realised that I was actually very naive and senseless by allowing an unknown girl jeopardise my relationship with my best girl.


I called repeated with heart full of regrets, waiting patiently all night for Unyime to turned her phone back on but she was gone for good.


I wept bitterly and uncontrollably for allowing such a golden bird fly away while I was caught between not knowing what I actually wanted in life.


My obsession caused me my woman for good and now I am only wishing that this didn't befall me.


Isaac is my name, and this is my painful story written with  eyes  full of tears. 


😢😢😢😢


Patrick Ekong 

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