Olúwafèyíṣarámi

finally, we have made up. finally, my voice reached you. i may be a lot of things but i am glad you have been able to see beyond all that my facade may seem real to most but to you those tiny things i show are just my way of making you see my weaknesses,vulnerability and imperfections which from afar, you never will see. thank you for opening your heart you are indeed my friend. thanks for believing in me. i believe in all that you could be and i believe in all that we would be. i do love you, kay.

it is so damn hard trying it is even harder expressing. my love to you my friend in my heart is invaluable,of inestimable value but to you, the love is greener on the other side is that why you think you do not mean as much to me? i reveal my heart and soul to you but you would rather settle for the body. you forget that he who has the heart, has it all. my love to you my friend is a choice beyond choice i believe in you and choose to make the most of this Eden so it hurts so much after doing so much to be asked 'what did you do?' i shake my fist in rage at you for from my haven i reached out to take only you with me and couldn't be bothered if it wasn't as safe. i care what you think always and though i do not want us to fight,just being your friend excites me so much so that i feel again like a kid not afraid to leap, fall or cry. my love to you my friend is unique, uncommon yet you probably will never know because my way of expressing is not ...

today i saw a butterfly. and i remember the good old days, the few overwhelmingly happy times i remember.me and my cousins,every holiday will camp at our grandparents and will take long walks during the evenings.we run into the large field just across the road and run in search of butterflies and ladybugs. each butterfly had its own unique beauty.none was exactly the same as the other and neither was any of the bugs exactly the same as the other. it was always wonderful to breathe in the field and feel the last bit of the sun before it sets in.and then, it hit me that i didn't enjoy these moments more even though i cherish and relish them so much. i cannot count my happy moments without the moments spent with you. forgiveness is the power you hold in your hands to move beyond the past into the future; it gives the strength to wholesomeness. this note is to my friend who means so much to me but always thinks that i think that all is a game to me and that the ball is in someone...

I just learnt today one great thing. I am not perfect and even though this is not a new revelation of myself, I realize that I still think within me to prove myself by being the best of me to people and hoping not to mess up at all. But guess what? these imperfections make us who we are, give us our flavours, make us stronger by revealing these flaws to us. I may have offended my friend or messed up big time but the truth is only a perfect person is entitled to a perfect friendship or anything perfect for that matter. I am the most imperfect person you can get but that doesn't mean I am less true or give myself less to the friendship.I have been true.I am true. And so is all that is me.if I can choose from my deep recesses to accept you and make you my friend, even with all your imperfections, then I will not expect anything less of you. We strive to get better and though I hope for a better you, how better to know ourselves if we do not go through these processes? We go through p...

Misery calls unto misery and press in on every side; my tongue has lost its taste for food and my eyes overflow with tears. My questions smother me, piling up unanswered. I wait for some miracle. I trust your hand to uphold me; I have seen the mighty fall and lord, only by your mercies am I even here. How then can I dare say that I choose by myself to stand, is it not your grace holding me? Even when all go according to my own plans, can I then be offended at you? In my craziest moments, did u not still embrace me? How then would I dare take forgranted this love? By your mercy, o lord, save me. Teach me how to be renewed. Teach me your ways and plant my feet on the ancient paths. Take me to your way. Make me and your will ONE.

It is said to be easy to lie to oneself   And easier to swim along d tides of denial   One may even build a haven   Within the confines of one's beliefs   BUT we know that   Truth will always find a way   And Love,the trophy.