You made her “nothing”. She wasn’t “nothing” before you met her; you only chose to not see her as something.
At that time, she found it hard to believe that she was something herself, that she still is. She was very sure sometimes, and she wasn’t, at other times; she was so vulnerable.
It was up to you to make her believe that she was something, that she had always been something, but since you wanted to have total control, you were so afraid that she could realize she is something with or without you, and she would leave you someday, you convinced her that she is something, but only with you.
You locked her in your arms, then you locked her in her brain cell. You didn’t let her become what she already was- something- and something more.
You didn’t make her something; you made her some thing.
“Classical Study No. 37,” from 1979.Eldzier Cortor, Michael Rosenfeld Gallery, LLC, New York
You don’t have to belittle yourself to successfully offer a compliment to someone:
One person screams “dahuuumm, girl! This your highlight is brighter than my future. You’re so peng”. The other girl laughs.
Ah! Jesu Oyingbo must hear of this.
I’m sitting there, looking at the highlight, looking at the girl that offered the compliment, looking back at the highlight, not knowing whether to laugh [because I laugh at weird things that don’t make other people laugh; I make my own jokes and scenarios in my head] or cry because Sade’s future is so bleak, according to her, and there’s nothing I can do for her.