LOVE ME FOR NO REASON

I sincerely hope that as you read this, you would understand or at least get an iota of understanding of what I hope to portray in this piece.

In this twenty something years I’ve walked on earth; I’ve come to terms with some certain truths about this love issue, whether platonic as friends or as lovers, or as acquaintance or even family. But these truths stare us in the face everyday, yet we hardly acknowledge them. Let me explain.

I was speaking with a friend of mine some couple of days ago, and she made a statement and I quote: “God loves us, even when we have nothing to offer, He still loves us. We have nothing that attracts him to us, yet he still loves us”. It struck me and got me thinking. I once saw a picture message of a girl who fell in love with a guy because of his afro hair, but after he barbed his hair to the scalp, the girl started complaining that he was no longer the guy she fell in love with, and soon left afterwards. Don’t love him because he’s hyperactive and would crack your ribs with laughter anytime he’s with you; don’t love her because she knows how to twist words and churn out articles that’ll get you thinking, laughing or crying as the case maybe; don’t love him because he can play football better than his peers, don’t love her because she’s got the best voice in the church and can pitch better than anybody you’ve seen alive, don’t love him because he’s quiet and would always keep to myself, don’t love him because he’s cute and handsome or because she has a nice dress sense, don’t love her because she’s got a nice body shape and nice hips too like that of coke bottle, don’t love him because of the mounds of muscle on his tommy called six packs, don’t love him because of that car, don’t love me for any reason.

You see, when that car is no more there, your reason for living him is gone; when that voice is no more there and she can’t run music scales like she used to, your reason for loving her is gone; and when the shape is no more there, when all that meets the eye is fat, more fat, much more fat, so goes all the hopes of your love for her; when those packs are gone from his belly and only fat remains, your reasons for loving him is gone too; when those nice clothes she wears are no more because she’s very very rich even to afford a 3 square meal and can barely take care of herself, your reason for loving her is gone; when she can no longer get you thinking with her articles because she stopped being inspiring, your reason for loving her is gone; and when his smile is gone, and he can no longer make you cry with laughter, make you clutch your ribs with laughter, make you gasp for air with laughter, so goes your reason for loving him too. Love me for no reason, love me because I’m me, love me without any clause or condition attached, because when it’s no more there, we resolve to saying “you have changed, you are no more the somebody I used to know…etc”

Learn to love that friend for no reason, learn to accept the person because he/she is who he/she is and not because of some attributes they possess. My father in heaven loves me for no reason, that’s why I have learnt to love you for no reason too.

#LoveMeWithoutClause

#LoveMeWithoutCondition

#LoveMeForNoReason

#Gen. Sam

You’re GOOD ENOUGH

Well I have a confession to make. When I was younger, I used to literarily clamour for acceptance. Acceptance into circles I thought that mattered. I always felt I had to be good enough to be some people’s friend, I had to be good enough to walk with some people. Though I wasn’t bugged by the inferiority complex syndrome, I still sought for public acceptance secretly even when I failed to admit it to myself.

That you don’t wear beautiful clothes as her doesn’t mean you’re not good enough to walk with her; that you ain’t from a so called polished background as him, doesn’t mean you have to stoop so low to be accepted; that doesn’t mean you have to doubt yourself and feel as if he/she is doing you a favour by allowing you be his/her friend. You’re in a relationship, and you think he’s too handsome, too good for you, you think you’re very lucky to be with him; you don’t see yourself as someone good enough to walk in his status. So when he tells you nonsense, you accept because you’re scared he might leave you. You’re scared he’ll leave you for another person if you say NO to his wishes; let me tell you this: YOU’RE GOOD ENOUGH.

You’re always stalking in her shadows because you believe she’s got so much that you don’t and you don’t see yourself ever been good enough for her, you doubt yourself more than you ever doubt anyone else, well let me say this to you too, YOU’RE GOOD ENOUGH.

No matter how beautiful, smart, handsome, bold, tall, outspoken you think he/she is, and you can’t measure up; well the truth of the matter is that you’re GOOD ENOUGH too.

Don’t let any one tell you otherwise, don’t let anyone white wash you into believing you’re not worth it. You’ve got something every other person doesn’t have; you’ve got something that sets you apart; so when that thought comes, and all you want to do is crave for public acceptance, silently beat your chest and say: I’M GOOD ENOUGH.

#I’mGoodEnough

#IknowWhoIAm

#Gen. Sam