A hand, holding a prize |
Accept a consolation prize or move on!!!
So, this is what I did. I extolled my community's serenity and I promised to take her on a tour around my community. She agreed, and that's what we did till dusk. She had a lovely time because there's no way a girl could run out of words when I am involved. I only showed her my father's house; we never entered because night drew near. If I had even proposed to make her sit and rest for a while there, she would decline. As I saw her off, we discussed many things again, mostly encompassing love and its intricacies. This girl revealed she already had a plan B for her errant boyfriend. I nudged her to reveal who the person was, but she refused. It's then it dawned on me that I was the plan B, a consolation prize. Afterwards, I disrupted the fluidity in our conversations.
This happens often, but the most common type is a guy standing by a broken girl and they begin to catch feelings. The body is always desperate about healing when it's wounded, however; that's not the time to be irresponsible by placing your wounded body before someone you barely know. It's the time you search for healing in yourself. No matter how badly wounded you are, your body always has a repository for painkillers if you search deeply.
No one should be anyone's consolation prize, because (s)he will join in grieving the lost boyfriend or girlfriend sooner or later. Allow people to heal before you commit your heart to them!
What do you think??
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About the Author
Ifenaike Ifedapo Ayomipo is a Nigerian writer whose works have been published or are forthcoming on The Quills, The Transit Lit Magazine, Naija Mad Hotstars, Kalahari Review, IceFloe Press, CovidHQ Africa, Shallow Tales Review, Institutionalized Review, Whetstone Magazine and elsewhere. Also, he's a promising Educationist and public speaker.