My Valentine
Posted by Edward Karani , Monday, April 26, 2010 7:11 AM
If there a hole inside my heart, then you are the only person, who can ever fill it. If there is a man who knocks me of my feet, then it must be you. I cannot believe that I got the opportunity to fall in love with you. If I could live, one thousand lives, bind the hands of time, I would spend every moment with you. I have never known I love like yours, and I don’t think I will ever love another man as much as I love you, or in the same way that I love you. You have been the only constant in my life. From the very first moment we met, our fate was sealed, it was love at first sight, at least for me it was, from that time until now, no man has ever being able to arouse my heart the way you do. The feeling you give me is simply indescribable, I cannot describe it to anyone else, even if I wanted to shout it out to the world, what words would I use, all I know is that I love you and I need you so much because you are all I am living for.
It wasn’t your looks that attracted me to you, but the way you carried out yourself. “You know many a man claim to have unfailing and undying love, but a faithful man who can find.” I did.
You are the sort of man, who is not defined by his looks; many men are lost in this area. You do need a fat cheque book or a fancy car or house to make you confident, and feel like a man in false egoistic attempts. Like Matthew, the poor man who grew up in abject poverty, then he married the lovely Helen, who helped him start a spare part business, which has made him to be a millionaire, but all that time, he never felt like he was man enough, so to prove that he was a man, after he got the money, he took in another women, not just one but multiple, on countless occasions on account of his manliness he managed to infected his wife, Helen with a sexually transmitted diseases, not once. His confidence was based on money, without it, he was just plain pathetic. But not you, your confidence is in God, maybe that is what I love most about you…God.
Your love for me is unexplainable. Sometimes all I want to hear is all about you, the greatest love of my life. Tell me the story of my love, write on my heart every word, and tell me the story most precious. I have found a friend in you, my love and you are everything to me, what no other man could give me, and you did. In sorrow you are my comfort, in joy, you are there to share it with me. You are always there.
Whenever I think of you, my heart is filled with such awe, and amazement, it swells up with the pleasure of knowing a perfect man like you could love an imperfect woman like me. When I think of how much you love me, the longing in heart increases and all I want to see is you, my love, to hold and forever sing of my love forever. You make my heart beat in a systematic rhythm, in a love song for my beloved. I could sing of that love forever.
The Bible says that a man should love a woman like he loves his body, in the same way he takes care of his body, then he should care for his wife, defend her to the point of laying down his life for her.
“Greater love has no man than this
than a man should give his life for a friend.” I know you love me because I can feel it.
“There is no fear in love, and perfect love drives out fear.”
At times all I can do is be quiet in utter reflection, in full knowledge that no man could ever love me as you do. I have the blessed assurance that you are mine and that no one could ever separate me and you. Not even death. You are my greatest love, the one that I think of always. Tell me the story of my love; write on my heart every word. Oh my love, how I love you, I could search for all eternity and find there is only one man who can give my heart search an unspeakable joy, such peace, an everlasting peace, such love pure and holy love, the one every woman dreams of, the one that can make a woman say:
“My man loves me.”
The one, which is very hand to comprehend, he makes my heart glad. My heart at times wants to shout and dance for joy, especially when I am alone with him. It is enough for me just to seat by his feet and listen to him talk. Because of his great love for me, how great a debtor, daily I am constrained to be.
“My greatest love is him.”
Find no use for valentines, because he has been with me every step of the way. He has not walked away from me yet. I am not be the best lover in the world but one thing I am sure of, my love, is that my love for you has remained constant; you are still the one that I want to be with. Even when I walked away from you, I loved you, yes, but I could not help but doubt your love for me.
“Is it real?”
I asked myself. You do remember that time. I was so sure that you could not be for real, a man like you, who could love a woman who is as undecided as I am could not simply exist. I pushed you away, I remember how sad you were as I did this, but I did not deserve your love, I could see the tears in your eyes, you did not understand why I was doing this, why I was walking away from you. Well, baby, I thought I loved you more, I thought over time and I grew older, your love for me would end. You see other women, curvier, sexy, with better hearts and more beautiful than me. I could not believe that a man can love a woman forever, love ends, that is what the marriages around me had taught me, not to give my love wholeheartedly lest I get hurt, too always leave room for doubt. Remember Mama Peter, no sooner had she died than her grieving husband took in the maid as the new wife, four months after burying his wife, we were planning his wedding, how much was his love for her, because my sweet heart, remember Esther, that day after our meeting, I was standing outside our gate, thinking about you. When she came running, panting, and her afro hair was undone and seemed to be pointing towards the sky. Her clothes were dirty it seemed like she had fallen over and over again and had also been involved in some physical fight with someone, her husband, David was hot on her heels, did you see what he did to her after she fell on a ditch.
That’s why I walked away, I thought that I needed sometime to clear my mind and move on from you.
I wasn’t prepared for the desolation that I experienced that’s why I came running back to you, that is when I realised that you only fall in love once, and you being my first love, you are very hard to forget.
That experience taught me a lot about my love for you, you see darling, when we started our relationship, I swore, not only to love you forever, but to be perfect for you. I said I would change, then at the end of it all, you would be so proud of me, I wanted a perfect love with no imperfections, I wanted to please you in every way, but the harder I tried, the harder I fell I could not love you as much as you loved me. You stayed even when I gave my heart to other men. Remember Moses, the cute guy with curly hair and a contagious smile, he knocked me off my feet, but it didn’t last long. There are times other men seemed better than you are, you stuck by me. I wanted to leave because I was sure that one day you would get tired of me and you would leave.
So this Valentines, when they say I see you and my heart goes paragasha, you and I both know that its true for us, I love you more than I love chips, pizza, and all the other junk food that I am addicted too.
B without BB is like a train without an engine then my life without you is like a body without a heart.
If Omo or Ariel removes all the stubborn stains, so do you remove the burdens from my heart and leave me free.
Cadbury’s chocolate may be a piece of love to others, but having your heart is all the love that I need.
Royco does not add as much flavour as you have done in my life.
I am not expecting chocolates or flowers from you, though a romantic dinner I wouldn’t mind, but what I want you to know for all the times that you have stood by me, through my moments of weaknesses and confusion, for walking with me when I was down on my knees, for the tear drenched shirts, for late nights, for understanding when I called on you, as a last option. At those times I did not even have the strength to crawl but you carried me. You are my world, and though my love for you is not perfect, I can boldly declare that: “I love you imperfectly.
…Jesus.”
From your lovely bride.
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