Saying goodbyes are easier said than done. Good bye to things that mattered, but don’t matter anymore. How did that happen?
Where did we go wrong?
Good byes to people that mattered are the hardest kind. How were you once one of the most important beings existing in my life and someday, today we have to close the door, maybe even bang it and sob behind closed doors.
Once upon a time we used to fit into each other’s lives like gloves. The leather ones. So perfect. Finishing each other’s sentences,singing similar songs in our heads,using the same exclamations, feel the same way about things, hate Donald Trump together,think Ronaldo is better than Messi (because well look at that body) and most importantly would choose jollof rice over fried or white rice.
We fought each other’s wars with so much loyalty,picking each other’s fights like a magnet and ensuring we won on their behalf.
We were friends, sharing our body parts (shoulders, legs, arms)for the other to lean on them in times of despair.
We were partners – in crime, in kind, in character, in act, in Grace.
We were lovers; falling in love with art works at the museum and gushing over it for weeks, date nights at the opera, spending late nights talking about our life together and staring into empty space.
We felt secure with each other. Gripping each other’s hands tightly when about to cross the streets.
Like a missing part of a puzzle, you completed me and I, You.