Make Over ... (No longer Dys-Functional)

Okay, so I'm gonna be honest. I didn't feel like writing another story on Akorfa and her depressingly dysfunctional relationship. Plus, I have a lot of work to do this week, so can't really do a full blown story. So decided to 'cut a long story short' (sorry lovers). Basically, here's an abridged version. Dzifa listened to her father's advice, and cut of all ties with Kwesi. In fact, she didn't talk to him for like 8 months (boy, do I love the number 8, eh!).. Yeah, and she focused on herself, and her spiritual, emotional, and career development. She also spent more time with loved ones, and realized there were a lot of things she was passionate about that she didn't even bother exploring simply because she was utilising all her mental faculty (and with no pay) on some guy who shouldn't matter to her. Yeah, so as I was saying, the next time she met Kwesi, she realized that even though she still had some feelings for him, he was certainly not the man for her.... and eventually after a year and a half, she could say without even the slightest doubt that she was over him. Also, she found another guy. This guy treated her so well, that sometimes she found herself wondering when someone was going to pinch her out of her sweet dream. Assume that this is a poem she wrote. I guess its a poem for Kwesi, one about her experiences, and one that he will never read. 

Once upon a time

I was a naive little girl

I trusted so completely

Despite my initial hesitancy

I loved so deeply

Despite my initial skeptism

Once upon a time

You infected me

With your confusion

You infected me

With your insecurities

You made our love a battlefield

Once upon a time

You hurt me

And I was scarred for life

I looked in the mirror

And I could not recognize myself

Indeed, you had changed me

Once upon a time

I decided to let go

I decided to quit you

I decided to not wallow in misery

I decided to not try to comprehend

I decided to find the best in me

Now here I stand

Head held up high

My face is graced with a smile

Yes, I'm not who I was before

I'm better, wiser, stronger

I found myself again

Now here I stand

Ready to give my all again

No 'once bitten twice shy's

No half commitments

No references to the past

Because this time its different

I did not 'fall' in love

It didn't hit me on the head

Leaving me with a concussion

This love was a gradual process

I saw it and I liked it

I felt it, I interacted with it

I chose it, I loved it

Neyo - Over  (Amazing song! Perfectly describes Akorfa's happy place)

~ Sometimes we get hurt so badly that we become very skeptical and pessimistic. This is for the pessimists. Remember sometimes we hurt in order to grow, and sometimes we only see clearly after our eyes have been washed with tears.

I guess all I'm saying is don't give up completely. I'm not saying don't recognize an ass for what it is - an ass. All I'm saying is recognize that there are birds, butterflies, lions and elephants too. Its just that the asses come out to play more often. So just keep your head above the water, and one day someone might just surprise you. :-) Also, never let any confused person leave you confused, frustrated, and drained. Think about it, life is short, and we spend 8hrs of the 24 hrs sleeping... another 8hrs or so going to work, or going to school and doing coursework. Now if you spend your last 8hrs thinking about some fool (an even bigger idiot will spend the 16hrs thinking about this person and the 8hrs dreaming about the person. lol) then chale, go for counseling or deliverance or something. For reals.
Ok, its a wrap. Go ye forth and go do some good. hehe!