Guile

He had a babe once, they met at a 
fellowship programme when he was 
an undergraduate
He was in his final year.
Their fellowships was hosting their 
church convention and he was the 
one tasked with the duty of organizing 
the event. 
She was the secretary of the conference. 
He always believed he was a smart 
guy, a wise guy. 
Somehow they started dating. 
He couldn’t explain it how. 
He found her in his space throughout the 
planning process, she was easy to talk to 
and she was kindhearted. 
One day, he went to see her in her 
school and she said "The first day i 
set my eyes on you, i told myself i was 
going to be your girlfriend. 
I just knew it had to be and i made it 
happen. 
She was 20 years old, she was so 
proud of herself that she didn't know 
when she said it. His ego couldn't take it. 
At that time, it felt too much like he was 
a passenger in her taxi and she was 
driving him everywhere she wanted. 
He walked out of the relationship that 
same day. 
He just logged out. 
When the fellow Christians around them 
came to ask him why he wasn't pressing 
on with the relationship, he couldn't give 
an excuse
She was the victim and he was the wicked 
brother. 
He couldn't even quote one word that she
 said out of place except for her declaration 
of victory that fateful night. 
He was the one that asked her out, 
she even played hard to get while he 
thought he was running the show
It was all a facade 
He had to give it to her.
She was very good and he was played. 
It was subtle conditioning.
He was controlled without knowing he 
was being controlled and apart from 
knowing you have acted against your 
better judgment, you would assume 
you did so voluntarily not knowing you 
had been had.

Ps: As we approach this Valentine’s Day 
celebration with feverish excitement, 
ask yourself if you’re in this relationships 
for self or for the other party
If he or she didn’t have anything to give 
you but kind words, will that be enough?
Is the one you call Love enough?