Undying Love

    "They say true love is an undying love" literally I guess, I never thought it would be the last of me. Hi, My name is Priscilla Shiminenge Pam and this is my story. 

     Growing up as a child in Benue, Makurdi, I was not the child who always dreamt of meeting a prince who will sweep me off my feet and take me to his castle where we will live happily ever after. I wasn't born with a silver spoon and my parents drilled that into my head ever since I was able to speak. I grew up struggling for everything including the basic necessities (i.e. food, shelter and clothes) though, it was hard at first but I was able to come to terms with the fact that life is sweet for only the rich. 

        I was 30 years old when I met Nicodemus Numyange. He made me feel things I've never felt before. He gave me that euphoria feeling, I felt like I was in heaven. Never in my life have I felt so loved not even from my parents. The feeling was mutual, just like he loved me, I loved him too but like every cliché romantic story, we had an obstacle; Nicodemus was married with kids. We were both strugglers as I was working at Lobi Hospital while Nicodemus was working at the Millennium Guest House within the same area.

       To be honest, even though he claimed to love me, I couldn't stand being in a relationship with a married man. My conscience was killing me and it wasn't healthy for both of us. 

        We continued dating for a few years till I was in my mid thirties. We were set on getting married to each other since our bond was strong and the fact that we were from the same tribe Tiv made us more compatible. He even promised to leave his wife and children for me. It was a good idea at first, for him to leave his family I mean but then I reasoned that if he could do that to another woman then he could do the same thing to me (leaving his family I mean) and so I decided to call it off. How much can a woman take, I couldn't live with the conscience that I was dating someone else's man and although, I should have thought about that earlier but I was too naive and blinded by love to do so. 


Priscilla                               Nicodemus      

      

 I wanted to move on badly and in the midst of that, I met someone else. Who was single and ready to start a future with me. I called off my relationship with Nicodemus way before I met my new man so I didn't cheat on him. Nicodemus kept begging me to take him back that he couldn't live without me but I made it clear to him that I've moved on and he should go back to his wife and kids. He made it a big deal at first, with him caterwauling at me but with the help of elders in my neighborhood we settled it and we became cool. 

      My life was finally falling into place again. I got engaged to my new man and the only thing left was the white wedding. If only I knew fate had something bad in front of me, something that was going to clear my silver lining in dark cloud, to make me understand that happiness was not made for me. 

     One evening, around 5pm, Nicodemus called me. He wanted to come over to See me and he told me to prepare food for him because he was hungry. I didn't find that unusual Since he visits me once in a while as friends of course. I got Tubers of yam and began to cook for him. Not too long, He arrived carrying a 10 litre keg of fuel. Everything started off normal until he went into the same routine of begging me to have him back that he has already chased his family away. As usual, I refuted him expecting him to leave disappointed as always but this time he didn't leave. He became really aggressive. I wanted to leave but he didn't let me, he shoved me to the side and locked the door of my one room apartment located in Inikpi Street. I was confused at first until I saw him pouring the fuel around the room and even on me. I screamed for help and God answered my prayer when my next door neighbor Sunny who was a Federal Road Safety Corps (FRSC) officer came to my rescue. He tried breaking the door but it wouldn't bulge so he decided to go call for help. 

       My elated hope depreciated immediately Nicodemus lit the matchstick. Right there, I knew it was over for me. I didn't know he was serious when he said he couldn't live without me. He threw the matchstick on the floor and the room caught fire. I watched in fear as fire consumed me. I screamed for help, the pain was unbearable, every part of my being was hot. I churned and turned wanting to put the fire out but he stood there emotionless, with tears in his eyes as he let the fire consume him as well. I didn't make it, we didn't make it. I burned right there, I suffered for my feeble heart until I was disintegrated to nothing. 



       I guess his love was an undying love afterall. 

     Now tell me, was it wrong that I fell in love? That I "followed" my heart? 

I guess I'll never know the answer to this question Since I'm already gone. 

                                                  ♡Annie~bee

Comments

Raymond said…
Awww
Touching ��
Annie~bee said…
I'm glad you enjoyed it ♥
Unknown said…
This is not obsession not love. I am just frustrated. I curse the authors of those books you read,that gave you all this naughty ideas of love, that your creator do not support. Stop looking for what will justify your feelings but that which purifies your feelings and make it clean

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