OXYGENATED LOVE 

                      

The plant longs for the pouring of the water, the building cries for the presence of the light that is found missing, the desert wishes for the flow of a river, the prisoner prays for freedom, honestly, different prayers for different souls.

I really wish I could forget those memories but they were damn stronger than what I could hold, they eventually succeeded in breaking the windows that held and secured the huge space in my heart.  I remember every beautiful moment I shared with Daniela, it was indeed a paradise on earth.  

But right now, tears have successfully found their ways into romance every damn space on my face down to my cheeks, I began to lose control of myself because Daniela was my oxygen.

Countlessly, she looked at me straight into the eyes and said Michael, I can die for you and my response had always been; baby, you are my oxygen, as we sailed through the night with our romantic bodies down to the mountain where we were busy counting the beautiful stars that spotted the sky gloriously and beautifully.

I lost Daniella on the 23rd of March 2003 when she came all the way from Lagos to spend the weekend with me in Abuja where I was working.

It is indeed a sad thing, each time I flashback into those ugly memories and remembers how she died right beside me. How she took the bullet aimed to launch me to the other world by pushing me away and took it straight to her chest.

Daniela died for me, she was my savior.

With my hands shaking, my feet trembling and my eyes laced with hot tears as I held her and carried her into my arms and unstoppably rushed her to a nearby hospital known as life-saving hospital. 


Daniela's departure was a deep blow to my chest and really took life itself from me because she was my oxygen…

Memories remain sweet when those memories could be shared by two souls that never wanted to leave each other side even for a second. This is an incidence you would always pray not to remember if it ends in tears.  

I can't forget those beautiful moments we shared together, the day we took it all upon ourselves to change our style of fun and visited motherless babies home where I celebrated my 27th birthday.

Daniella was just 24 and always thought less of herself and think more of others, her goal is to make sure others are fully satisfied. She was simply perfect, I can't forget how she dusted "shyness" and kissed me in the presence of her parents, friends, and others.

Daniella was the most beautiful girl with a good heart, I never believed I could find and fell in love with such a lady, I found a gift that was eventually snatched away from my hands and delivered to the unknown world.

Every minute I spent without Daniella was hell itself for me, she was truly my oxygen, she was a light to my darkness, a map to my journey, a voice to my music, a pen to my ideas and joy to my soul, she was and still everything to me.

Right now, I am like a crop that is dry of water, a building that longs for the coming of the light, a knight without a sword, a face without a name , a door without the keys, a song without a tongue, I am dry and incomplete without Daniella.

Her loss was a huge disaster that has negatively romanced every space of my heart and left me with sad memories to linger on in life.

How can I live this world when my oxygen is far gone to the world of the unknown?  I am the body and she is the soul, it is practically impossible for the body to function without its soul. 

I stand here praying like a baby who needs to just see his mother's shadow and surrender with a smile down to the unknown world.  How I wish another world could be created where I would be able to fully express what Daniela meant to me.

It saddens my heart the more to announce that Daniella was the only child of her parents, I really wish I could bring Daniella back to life but I just couldn't.

The journey that launched me in with a smile ended with tears, If I had known the journey was pregnant with sadness I wouldn't have journeyed on.


I stop here and leave you with a lesson that says, pray for "the mercy of God" that can prevent one in life.

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